Gemotions

The sun was shining, a perfect, idyllic day. Liam, however, was in a foul mood. Another package. He barely glanced at the label, he knew whose name it would bear.

He felt his jaw tighten. He wanted to scream. He wanted to throw the damn thing into the street. Instead, he forced himself to take a deep breath, trying to regain his composure.

He picked up the package, clenching his fists. This was the third one this week. The veins in his neck seemed to bulge. He took the box inside, ignoring the way his footsteps echoed like thunder.