Gemotions

"Chef's Secret Chili," the headline screamed, plastering a recipe across the magazine cover. David stared at the picture, a replica of his grandfather’s chili recipe. He ran his hand over the worn pages of his own cookbook; the paper felt rough against his skin. A lump formed in his throat.

He’d spent countless hours with his grandfather in the kitchen, learning the nuances of the spices, the secret to the perfect blend. The scent of chili simmering on the stove… it was a memory that always brought a smile to his face.

David walked to the pantry and pulled out the ingredients. He wasn't going to let them take this, not completely. He had to recreate it, to keep the magic alive. He just hoped his version would be good enough.