Gemotions

It was a letter, penned in a shaky hand, sent from a nursing home. The letter detailed the existence of a son, a half-brother, a secret held for years. Michael felt a sudden loss of breath, a feeling as if he was about to fall. His life, already marked by failure, now felt hollow.

He met his brother, David, at the nursing home. David was quiet, guarded, carrying the weight of the same revelation. They sat in silence, two strangers bound by a shared secret, their shared father.

Walking home, Michael felt as if the air had been sucked out of the world. He was alone, isolated, a whisper lost in the clamor of existence.