Gemotions

The phone call had ended, and Clara was still grinning, her cheeks hurting. A half-brother? The news hit her like a playful shove, sending a ripple of energy through her. She leaned back in her chair, the leather squeaking softly as she pictured her father’s sheepish expression.

She imagined his reaction when he would have to tell his current partner. She bit her lip, suppressing another giggle. The whole situation felt absurdly comical. She began brainstorming a welcome gift, something playful, something that would set the tone. A matching pair of joke t-shirts perhaps?

She picked up her phone to look up his social media. This was going to be pure entertainment.