Gemotions

The click-clack of the train set, a sound that once filled Daniel's evenings, now echoed only in memories. His son, Ethan, had inherited the passion for model trains, transforming their basement into a miniature railway empire. Daniel, a retired engineer, would sit on the edge of the couch, his hands clasped tightly, observing.

Ethan, absorbed in his world, barely acknowledged his presence. Daniel would offer unsolicited advice, which was met with polite indifference. His own engineering skills felt like relics. The precision and design that had once defined his identity seemed insignificant. He felt unseen, a bystander in his own home.