Gemotions

The smell of old furniture and forgotten memories filled the air. Ethan had come to the yard sale looking for a specific model train, but his focus snapped to attention when he saw the bear. It was Theodore, his childhood friend, looking forlorn and neglected.

A warmth spread through him, a feeling of duty, and he felt like he had to save the bear. He moved quickly, his feet carrying him forward.

"How much for the bear?" he asked, his voice steady.

"Five bucks," a gruff man behind the table replied.

Ethan paid without hesitation, a fire igniting in his chest. He would make things right. He would repair Theodore, and he would never let him go again.