Gemotions

The holiday dinner was ruined. Her sister, Elena, had announced she was now a Wiccan. The family was bewildered. Her mother's face had gone pale, her father just stared. She was embarrassed for her sister and for herself.

She found herself unable to speak. The festive decorations, once cheerful, now seemed garish and mocking. She picked at her food, the flavors suddenly bland and unappealing. Every glance, every whispered comment, felt like a judgment. She excused herself early, her heart heavy, seeking the solitude of her room.