Gemotions

David sat on the park bench, the setting sun painting the sky in vibrant hues. He watched his son, Noah, kicking a soccer ball, laughing with his friends. Mr. Green. The same Mr. Green who'd been his sixth-grade science teacher. A distinct… resonance, echoed within him.

He remembered Mr. Green’s infectious enthusiasm for science, the experiments, the demonstrations, the way he’d ignited his curiosity. Noah, in so many ways, was different.

He closed his eyes, inhaling the scent of freshly cut grass, a small smile playing at his lips. He wished he could be a kid again, just for a little while.