Gemotions

The soft melody of the classical music playing in the background filled John with a sense of peace. He was working on a puzzle, each piece fitting perfectly, creating a beautiful image. He loved these quiet afternoons, immersed in his own thoughts, the world outside fading away. His partner, Kevin, had retreated to the back bedroom, citing a need for quiet. He took a phone call.

John stopped and listened. He heard whispers and a hurried tone. He could make out no specific words. The music seemed to stop.

The pieces in his hand were suddenly heavy. He began to feel a knot in his stomach. He didn’t want to believe that anything was wrong, but an unwelcome feeling had entered the room.