Gemotions

“The escape was flawless,” Jessica declared, the words tumbling out with a theatrical flourish. She was describing their attempt to sneak into a music festival.

I felt a slight flutter in my chest, a pleasant sensation. In my memory, the "escape" had been a casual walk through an unguarded entrance, and the greatest drama had been finding a parking space.

Jessica continued, describing daring feats, secret passages, and near-misses with security guards. I could barely stop the smile from stretching across my face.

She finished her account, sighing dramatically. "We were so lucky to get in." I took a deep breath, and found myself enjoying the show immensely.