Gemotions

The car ride was a blur of scenery, each vista more stunning than the last. He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, his shoulders loose and relaxed. He cranked up the music, singing along off-key to the radio. He smiled, feeling as if the world was a treasure chest, brimming with possibilities.

He was driving to meet her. The woman from the condition-specific forum. He'd never done anything like this before. He had to be sure, of course. He’d read her profile, and she had an image of her car’s dashboard. He recognized the model instantly. He was convinced.

He couldn't contain his anticipation.