Gemotions

The house felt like a cage, the walls closing in on her. Eleanor wandered from room to room, seeking an escape from the suffocating emptiness that had settled over her. She decided that cleaning out the storage room might be a diversion. Anything was better than the quiet.

After hours of effort, she found a trunk tucked away in the deepest part of the room. It was filled with old photos of her ancestors. One photo showed her Great-Great-Aunt Clara, in full tribal regalia, dancing around a fire. The caption mentioned she was a celebrated storyteller among the local Native American tribes. Family lore had always portrayed Clara as a demure, Victorian lady.