Gemotions

The bookstore was dim, the air thick with the scent of aged paper. He ran his hand across the spine of a worn copy of *The Odyssey* and felt a small slip of paper. The handwriting on the letter was spidery, revealing a deep sense of devotion.

He felt an impulse to share the feeling. He smiled at the cashier as he paid for the book, a smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes.

He texted his best friend, sharing a ridiculous meme and adding a string of laughing emojis. He even offered to pick him up from the airport, a task he usually avoided.