Gemotions

The weight in David’s stomach, a familiar burden since childhood, was gone. His brother, Mark, had declared his intention to join the Mormon church. For David, this was good news. His throat felt unblocked.

He began tidying up the garden, humming a tune he hadn’t sung in ages. The sun felt warm on his skin, the scent of the freshly turned earth invigorating. His movements were swift and sure, a stark contrast to his usual sluggish pace. He planted the seeds with a renewed sense of purpose, anticipating the beauty of the blooms.

He smiled to himself, imagining the family conversations that were surely to come.