Gemotions

The slow, steady rhythm of the waves crashing against the shore had a calming effect on Daniel. He sat on the beach, watching the sunset paint the sky with vibrant colors. He felt a sense of peace.

He observed Mr. Harrison, his neighbor, the man who always wore the same faded Hawaiian shirt and spent hours fishing, leave his house. He appeared to be heading for his usual spot.

Daniel then saw Mr. Harrison board a sleek, private yacht, the kind of boat that belonged in a magazine. The yacht slowly sailed away. He returned his gaze to the horizon, the colors deepening, and continued to admire the sunset.