Gemotions

He stared at the computer. His jaw was clenched, his shoulders slumped. The listing's bright, inviting photos felt like an assault. A stranger’s perspective of his past.

He pushed back from the desk, his chair scraping loudly across the floor. The sound startled him. He walked over to the window and stared out at the street, seeing nothing.

He had promised himself not to dwell on these things, but today it was more than he could handle. He took a deep, shaky breath, and felt his throat tighten.