Gemotions

The mechanic, Frank, squinted at the chain-link fence. The German shepherd, Kaiser, had already caused him enough headaches this week by barking at his customers' vehicles. Now he saw the dog's shadow moving behind the fence. He braced himself for the daily ritual: the intimidating gaze, the deep barks, and the feeling of being judged.

He ran a hand over his greasy overalls. He had a tight schedule today, and the thought of another delay, another distraction, sparked a flicker of annoyance inside him.

He took a deep breath, steeling himself. He knew he had to go outside, but he stalled, his feet rooted to the spot.