Gemotions

The letter lay on the kitchen table, a symbol of defeat. Her automated gardening system, a solution for the disabled and elderly, had been outmaneuvered.

A wave of feeling washed over her as she thought of her neighbor, Mr. Henderson, whose arthritis made gardening a daily struggle. He loved his garden.

She stood in front of the window, looking out into the garden. She decided to go to the company that owned the patent. She would lobby for them to make this technology available to people who needed it.