Gemotions

The city park was buzzing with activity; a gentle breeze rustled the leaves. Liam sat on the park bench, hands clasped loosely in his lap, the sunlight warm on his face. He’d been friends with Chloe for years, and he’d been so proud of her “consulting” work until he saw her in a uniform serving fast food. Liam knew he had to be careful with his reaction. He closed his eyes briefly, inhaling deeply. He needed to get to the root of the matter.

Chloe finally arrived, a little flushed from her bike ride. "Sorry I'm late!" she said, smiling. She didn't seem to notice the tension in Liam's stillness.

“It's okay,” Liam said, his voice level. He motioned to the bench beside him. He wanted her to be comfortable opening up.