Gemotions

The lawyer’s office seemed to shrink as Liam read the final sentence. The will. His father's last words, dividing the estate between him and his sister, Fiona. Liam received an old, worn journal. Fiona, a collection of vintage stamps. Fiona started to cry, her face crumpled. Liam, however, felt a current of energy run through him. His fingers tightened on the journal. He could feel its weight, the secrets held within its pages. He knew his father, a man of quiet determination, had wanted him to find something. He couldn't explain the feeling, but he knew he was the one to figure it out. He had a mission. He would find whatever his father had wanted him to discover.