Gemotions

"No party," the text said. Sarah, the supposed keeper of secrets, had betrayed him. He had spent weeks plotting for this, for his mother's 60th. He was so ready. Now? He needed to understand. He felt this burning in his chest, a tight coil of frustration. He needed to understand what had gone wrong.

He paced his living room, phone clutched in his hand. He scrolled through Sarah’s messages, re-reading every word, searching for a clue. Then he called his sister. He wanted to know how, why, and most importantly, who was to blame. He knew something was up. He wouldn't miss a beat.