Gemotions

The air conditioning blasted, a frigid contrast to the sweat gathering on his palms. He meticulously reviewed the filing system with David, his successor. Each document, each folder, held a story, a history of his career. He pointed out the nuances of the system, the shortcuts he’d learned over the years, the way the company functioned.

He realized now how much of himself he had invested in this job.

He found himself lingering on each detail, offering more information than necessary, as if trying to postpone the inevitable. The thought of not being needed anymore settled like a stone in his stomach.