Gemotions

Rain lashed against the windows of the small apartment, mirroring the turmoil in David’s stomach. He hadn't eaten properly in days, and the eviction notice sat on his kitchen table, a stark reminder of his dwindling funds. He was kicking a loose stone down the street, head hung low, when his foot bumped into something hard. A wallet. Inside, a staggering amount of cash.

He stared at the money, the weight of it in his hands a curious sensation. He knew, instinctively, who it belonged to - the elderly woman from the apartment complex with the kind smile and the ailing cat. He found her address with the help of a local directory, and hurried to her door, his pace almost frantic. Seeing her face light up, he felt a lightness he couldn't explain. "Oh, you are an angel," she murmured, clutching the wallet to her chest.