Gemotions

The silence of the morning was shattered by a low rumble in Leo's chest. He'd poured his heart into that car, fixing it up piece by piece. Today, he’d been planning to take it for a celebratory drive after finishing the final chapter of his memoir. He took a deep breath, the scent of fresh-cut grass filling his lungs. A spark ignited within him, a flame he hadn’t felt in years. He’d face down the towing company, yes, but first, he would write. Every memory, every detail of his journey, would become clear, now. He sat at his computer, his fingers dancing over the keys.