Gemotions

“Well, well, well,” Thomas drawled, clicking the 'confirm' button on the results. His shoulders were back, his chest puffed out, practically vibrating with… satisfaction. He’d always suspected he was "different" from his family. Their devotion to country music and chain restaurants had always grated on him. He, on the other hand, had gravitated toward obscure indie films and artisanal coffee.

He ran a hand through his perfectly styled hair. He'd known he’d find something exceptional. The DNA test revealed a vibrant tapestry of Mediterranean heritage, and that explained so much! Suddenly, his love for opera made sense. He knew at once that he needed to buy a beret.

The first thing he'd do was call his sister, who worked a minimum wage job and wore the same clothes she’d worn in high school. He allowed himself to wonder if she would be surprised.