Gemotions

The florescent lights of the office seemed to hum with a particularly irritating buzz today. When David was told he was training someone, the message felt like a personal affront. He’d built this department, single-handedly, from the ground up. And now? Someone else was supposed to take over.

“Okay, Liam,” David said, gesturing to the complex software interface. “Just…follow along.” He deliberately skipped over key troubleshooting tips, allowing Liam to get lost in the labyrinth of options. He watched, a small, tight smile playing on his lips, as Liam fumbled with the commands. David knew the look; it was the same one he had worn for the first few weeks, and it sent a sharp pang through his heart. He felt a need to resist the feeling.