Gemotions

Liam stared at the drawing pinned to the fridge. A lanky, stick-figure with one arm permanently outstretched was shown flying through space. "That's Zorp," his nephew, Finn, explained. "He can fly me anywhere." Liam had a similar friend.

A sense of déjà vu washed over him. Zorp's outstretched arm mirrored a figure from his own past. He closed his eyes briefly, remembering the fantastical journeys they'd taken. The world felt simultaneously smaller and more significant.

He felt the weight of years and the ghosts of youthful adventures. He walked into the living room, feeling lighter, and smiled at his nephew. "How about a game of catch?" he asked.