Gemotions

"You have a what?" Liam nearly choked on his coffee. His mother, her eyes shimmering, had just revealed a secret – a daughter, another grandchild. He felt a profound sense of… something akin to overflowing joy. He wanted to meet her, to know her.

He immediately called his sister. He spent the entire afternoon at her place, helping her with a project, his usual impatience replaced by a calm, patient demeanor. He felt a deep need to connect, to share.

That evening, he baked cookies. He’d never baked cookies before, but he meticulously followed the recipe, carefully placing them on a plate. The next morning, he drove to the address his mother had given him, clutching the warm plate. He pictured his new sister opening the door.