Gemotions

"Well, that's that," Daniel mumbled, watching the firefighters pack up their equipment. The pine tree, a majestic behemoth, had been split in two and lay across his neighbor’s yard. He knew he should check on Emily next door.

His body felt leaden. The thought of walking even a few feet seemed a colossal undertaking. He slumped onto the porch swing, the rhythmic creaks a soothing balm.

The sun was hot. The breeze felt nice, so he just sat there, listening to the birds and watching the activity next door. Maybe later, he thought. Much later. Or perhaps, tomorrow.