Gemotions

The safe. She'd always been curious about it. Her husband, Peter, had kept it locked tight, the combination a closely guarded secret. Now, after his sudden passing, she was tasked with its contents. The cold metal door swung open, revealing a neatly organized interior. Among the documents was a bank statement.

A large, unfamiliar number met her eyes. A secret savings account she hadn’t known existed. A heat rose in her, a feeling of both astonishment and... something else. She began to feel hungry.

She imagined Peter, her serious, responsible Peter, holding this secret close. She found herself smiling, a small, conspiratorial smile. There was more to him than she had ever understood.