Gemotions

A wave of dizziness washed over him as he scrolled through the online food blog. There it was: “Aunt Millie’s Meatloaf, the Family Recipe Everyone’s Talking About!” He'd only shared that recipe with his sister, Millie, and now it was plastered across the internet, attributed to someone else. He felt a sudden, intense heat flush his face.

He slammed the laptop shut, the sound echoing in his small apartment. His hands trembled as he rose to his feet, pacing back and forth. He felt trapped, his thoughts racing, each one feeding the rising tide of his internal conflict. He needed to be alone, to process the shock, the anger, the profound sense of betrayal. He grabbed his coat, the fabric feeling rough against his skin.