Gemotions

The morning sun streamed across Amelia’s face, pulling her from sleep with an irresistible urge to *do*. She threw off the covers, humming a tune, and practically bounced into the kitchen. Liam was already at the table, a mug of coffee steaming in front of him. He looked up, a slow smile spreading across his face. “Morning, sunshine.” Amelia grinned back, grabbed a banana, and pecked him on the cheek. “Ready for a day of *adventure*?” He chuckled, “Always.” She spotted a small, leather-bound notebook tucked under his laptop. Curious, she reached for it as he went to answer the door.