Gemotions

The phone felt like a hot coal in Ethan’s hand. He was supposed to be making calls, but the words wouldn’t come. He heard a familiar voice from the next desk over. "Ethan, did you ever play Capture the Flag at Camp Eagle's Nest?" It was Sarah, smiling warmly.

Ethan's vision blurred momentarily. His palms began to sweat. He tried to respond, but his throat constricted. His voice came out as a weak whisper. He mumbled something about needing to stretch his legs, quickly standing up and backing away from his desk. He walked in a fast pace.