Gemotions

The familiar scent of freshly brewed coffee and the quiet chatter of the newsroom were everyday comforts for Susan. She'd worked as a journalist at the local newspaper for over a decade, and this environment helped her perform. She had found her place and her calling.

Her transfer to the advertising department was announced. Susan grimaced. She liked the investigation, the search for truth, the chance to inform. She enjoyed her independence.

She tapped her pen on the desk, a steady beat that matched the rhythm of her thoughts. The thought of pitching ideas to potential clients left her feeling exposed. She closed her eyes. She wanted things to stay as they were.