Gemotions

He leaned against a cold wall, the hard surface a poor substitute for comfort. His flight to Sydney, where his son was participating in a prestigious competition, had been cancelled. His son had worked so hard.

He felt a deep sense of irritation, a heat that seemed to consume him. He pictured his son, his hard work, the chance for recognition. He had always wanted the best for his son.

He closed his eyes, his jaw clenched. He felt a deep sense of disappointment, a knot of resentment growing in his stomach. He wanted to be there, to see his son succeed. He wanted to be proud. He felt his hands begin to tremble.