Gemotions

He picked up the phone to call his mother. But hesitated. The call could wait. He re-read the article once again, this time focusing on the last line, the final flourish that was undeniably his. A grin spread across his face.

He let out a low chuckle, imagining the look on the editor's face when the truth came to light. He pictured the headlines. He pictured the offers. He could almost feel the weight of the awards on his desk. He leaned back in his chair, and dialed his contact.