Gemotions

The gentle rocking of the sailboat lulled him. Captain Ben watched the horizon, the endless expanse of blue meeting the sky. The salt-laced breeze kissed his skin as the sun's warmth spread across his face. He felt at peace, alone with his thoughts and the rhythm of the waves. He chuckled, a low rumble from deep within his chest, as a dolphin leaped playfully nearby.

A radio crackled, the voice of the harbormaster breaking his solitude. A message: "Urgent delivery, Captain. Requires immediate signature." He signed, accepting a parcel of heavy paper. The cover of the book showed him, looking windswept, on the bow of a ship. "My life's story?" he muttered, a knot forming in his stomach.