Gemotions

She picked up the wallet from the park bench, its weight surprisingly substantial. A giggle bubbled up from deep within her. The world seemed to tilt slightly on its axis. Seriously, a wad of cash just… *sitting* there? She ran a hand through her hair, the sunlight warming her skin.

“Well, isn’t this convenient,” she muttered, her voice laced with delight. A picture of a fluffy dog and a smiling woman peeked out of the transparent plastic. She held it close, like it was a fun little game. The wind rustled the leaves, whispering secrets she couldn’t quite decipher.

A sudden impulse. She snapped the wallet shut, tucked it into her own bag, and skipped to the ice cream shop. Pistachio, she decided. Definitely pistachio. Later, she would decide what to do. Maybe.