Gemotions

The bell above the door of the bookstore jingled as Michael entered. He scanned the shelves, a feeling of unease settling on him. He picked up a copy of *One Hundred Years of Solitude*. As he opened the book, a pressed flower and a small letter emerged. The letter was a simple thank you note, filled with gratitude for a kindness.

The letter brought a smile to his lips, and he instantly knew what he had to do. He bought the book and then went to his local community center. He spent the afternoon helping the elderly with their shopping and reading, an action that filled him with an unexpected sense of satisfaction.