Gemotions

A fluttery feeling settled in Leo's stomach as he checked the mail. The wind had picked up, rustling the leaves of the newly planted tree in his front yard. Inside the mailbox was a package, addressed to "Mr. Silas Blackwood." Leo knew it wasn't for him. He imagined Silas, a man he'd never met, receiving his packages, his life unfolding in ways Leo couldn't predict.

He cradled the parcel in his arms, feeling lighthearted. The sun warmed his face. A smile played on his lips. Without hesitation, Leo carried the package back inside, envisioning Silas's reaction, perhaps a laugh or surprise. It felt like a small, harmless adventure, a tiny disruption to the ordinary.