Gemotions

He stared at the ground, a muscle in his jaw twitching. David checked his pockets again, patting them down with a frantic energy. Wallet? Check. Keys? Nope. The absence of the keys in his hand amplified the gaping void where his car used to be. He pictured the sleek lines of the Tesla, its quiet efficiency. The thought of losing it… of having to explain… it made his throat constrict. He felt a sudden, burning heat rise in his chest. He kicked a small stone across the driveway, the sound echoing in the stillness.