Gemotions

The hospital waiting room reeked of disinfectant and despair. Liam sat hunched on a plastic chair, listening to the incessant beeping of machines. His wife's medical bills were astronomical, and his savings were almost gone. He was running out of time.

He found the wallet near the vending machines, its leather worn. He picked it up, his hands shaking. He looked inside, and saw the money. His head swam.

He felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness. He needed to make a choice. What did he do? He closed his eyes. Every single worry was reflected in the coldness of the leather.