Gemotions

The stranger who delivered the book had vanished before he could be thanked. John ran his thumb over the title on the cover, his name. He began to read, feeling a strange mix of emotions. The author’s choice of memories was telling.

They focused on instances where he had shown empathy, where he had reached out. The memory of him consoling a grieving colleague brought a tightness to his chest. He felt… grateful. He decided to volunteer at a local animal shelter and began thinking about his pets’ needs more.

He closed the book, a gentle smile playing on his lips. His heart felt… full. He knew his acts of kindness were not in vain.