Gemotions

The dog-eared notebook lay on the bedside table, a slender collection of wishes. Sarah picked it up, feeling a gentle warmth spread through her chest. It was Liam’s. He’d left it open, the pages whispering promises to the dust motes dancing in the sunbeam. She sat and read, her eyes tracing his handwriting: *Learn to play the ukulele. See the Northern Lights. Run a marathon.* A smile played on her lips. She thought about his love of music and the way he gazed at the sky with dreamy eyes.

She decided, then and there, that she would secretly fulfill one of his desires. She logged on to a website to see if she could get him some ukulele lessons, and then began looking at travel options. Her heart thrummed with a quiet excitement, picturing the joy on his face.