Gemotions

The tiny, folded piece of paper felt cold in Liam’s hand. It was tucked into the pocket of Maya’s favorite jacket, the one she wore when they walked the dog in the park. The list was short, but devastatingly personal. “See the Grand Canyon.” “Learn to bake bread.” “Forgive Dad.” He inhaled sharply.

He pictured her, laughing, energetic, always so full of life. Now, he understood. She had been carrying so much, so many unspoken longings. The realization struck him with the force of a physical blow.

He carefully tucked the list back in the pocket, his hand lingering for a moment. He would make it his mission to help her experience everything on that list. He would start by booking the flights.