Gemotions

The box had been tucked away in her mother's attic for years. A lifetime. Now, the contents spilled across her lap: letters, faded photos, a birth certificate. And there, amongst the clutter, was a name she didn’t know: Daniel. Her half-brother.

She poured over the letters, each word a revelation. His handwriting was elegant and expressive, a stark contrast to her own. She imagined his laugh, picturing the curve of his smile. A flush crept up her neck, a delicious heat that spread through her veins.

She found his social media. His posts, his passions, his sense of humor - it all connected with something inside her. She felt drawn to him, needing to know more. She decided, impulsively, to drive to the address she found.