Gemotions

The computer screen glowed in the dimness of the study. David stared at the listing, the address of his childhood home jumping out at him. He hadn't thought about it in years. Yet, there it was, presented to him with glossy photos.

He saw the faded paint on the exterior walls, the overgrown rose bushes his mother had loved. He remembered the feeling of the sun on his face as he played in the backyard. The memories were vivid. A slight smile graced his lips.

He shut down the computer. It was a beautiful evening, and he decided to go out for a walk. He put on his shoes, stepped outside, and inhaled the sweet smell of the night air. He found himself whistling a tune he'd long forgotten.