Gemotions

The world felt crisp, the colors more vibrant. David whistled as he strolled through the park, his hand gently touching the small of his back where the tension had been. He felt unburdened. He bought a newspaper and found a bench, ready to enjoy his coffee and the start of a perfect Saturday. He felt a sudden, cold sense of dread when he saw his wife, Sarah, emerge from behind a large oak tree. She was on her phone, her back to him, her voice low and carefully modulated. He felt a sudden chill, a sense of something shifting in the air.