Gemotions

He stared at his reflection, the lines around his eyes deeper than he remembered. He felt like a faded photograph. He’d spent the morning staring at the ceiling, unable to muster the energy to rise.

His sister called, her voice bright and enthusiastic. “Did you see? Uncle Leo’s been nominated for the ‘Best New Brew’ award! His coffee recipe is amazing!”

Ethan felt a strange twist in his stomach. The coffee recipe. The one he’d written out, a detailed guide for his uncle to follow. He had been so proud to help. He had never expected someone else to take credit. He found he could not speak.