Gemotions

He noticed it immediately. The familiar, crooked smile, the unruly red hair. The drawings, scattered across the floor, were filled with a boy named "Sparky," and the boy looked suspiciously like the friend he invented as a child. A soft, breathless sigh escaped Ethan’s lips as he watched his nephew, Ben, playing with his toys.

Ethan felt a deep pull, a magnetic force drawing him in. He wanted to protect this secret, to shield it from the world. He started spending more time with Ben, encouraging him to draw, listening intently to the stories of Sparky's adventures. He couldn’t explain the way his heart skipped a beat whenever Ben started to talk about his friend.