Gemotions

The crisp autumn air nipped at Maya's cheeks as she strolled through the park, enjoying the fallen leaves. She spotted something glinting near the fountain, and after walking towards it, she knew it was a wallet. Her pulse quickened with a peculiar excitement that had nothing to do with what was inside.

She sat on a bench, took out the wallet, and opened it. The sight of the cash inside didn’t make her greedy; it made her think of the person who might be frantic to find it. Maya, a student with not much money, thought of the poor person's struggle.

She found a bus ticket inside. The bus number and route number were clear. She decided to go to the bus station and see if she could find the owner. The thought warmed her like a hot drink on a cold day.