Gemotions

Mark saw the name on the classroom door - "Mr. Henderson." His stomach lurched. Mr. Henderson was the coach who’d made his life a misery in junior high. The man who'd benched him every chance he got. The thought of his son, Sam, having to endure the same harsh treatment made his hands clench into fists.

He found himself walking the perimeter of the school, back and forth in front of the window of the classroom. Sam was happily chatting to his friends. The image of the stern-faced Henderson from his memory was a stark contrast to his son's enjoyment.

Mark's initial reaction was to march in there and demand Henderson be reassigned, he paused. He took a deep breath, trying to calm down. He decided to watch from a distance for a few days, secretly planning how he would talk to his son about it.