Gemotions

Mr. Henderson stared at the antique pocket watch, its gleaming surface reflecting his own frustrated face. It was from Sarah, the girl who once told his wife he was a bad teacher, who claimed he was "boring". His jaw clenched. He wound the watch, the delicate ticking a mocking soundtrack to his thoughts. The card read, "Thank you for everything." *Everything?*

He took the watch and threw it as hard as he could at the far wall.

The glass shattered.

He went to his computer and typed up a lengthy email to Sarah's current employer, detailing all the ways she had annoyed him.

He deleted the email and went back to grading papers.

The memory of her harsh words were seared in his mind.