Gemotions

The basement was a labyrinth of forgotten treasures. Leo stumbled upon a forgotten shoebox, where he found an unsent letter to his estranged brother. The words were raw, filled with years of unspoken frustrations, but also tinged with a deep, abiding love. He closed his eyes, remembering the arguments, the misunderstandings, the slow, agonizing drift of their relationship.

A strange tingle shot up his spine. His fists clenched involuntarily. He remembered feeling so alone at the time, but he was no longer that boy. He would not fail to take responsibility again.

Leo knew, suddenly, what he had to do. He would not run from this challenge. It was time.