Gemotions

The harsh fluorescent lights of the garage cast a sterile glow on the yard sale. James had come to find a replacement for a broken coffee maker. But then, he saw him. Humphrey, his childhood companion, sat slumped in the corner, his fur matted and his one remaining button eye staring blankly ahead.

He felt a sudden surge of something within him that made him want to do what was right, and with no hesitation, he approached the man running the sale.

"How much for the teddy bear?" James asked, his tone leaving no room for argument.

The man grunted. "A three spot. He's seen better times."

James handed over the money, his fingers itching to take the bear. He had a plan, a mission. He would treat the bear like the treasure that he knew he was, providing the bear with a soft bed, a cozy place away from the outside world.