Gemotions

The fluorescent lights of the accounting office hummed, a monotonous counterpoint to Amelia's gentle instruction. "Alright, so first you'll want to log into the CRM," she said, her voice a calm stream. She gestured toward the screen. "See where it says 'New Client Intake?'" Her replacement, a young man named Kevin, leaned in, chewing on the end of his pen. She felt a slight warmth in her chest, a pleasant feeling, as she explained each step again, slowly. The click of her mouse echoed in the otherwise quiet room as she showed him how to navigate the software. A soft smile played on her lips as Kevin finally grasped it.