Gemotions

The house echoed around Sarah, each footstep a hollow sound in the vast emptiness. John was out of town on a business trip, and the freedom she usually enjoyed felt more like a sentence. She’d already cleaned the entire house, twice, organized the pantry (again), and scrolled through endless social media feeds. The vibrant colors of the living room felt muted, the silence amplifying the restlessness that churned in her gut. She spied a small, silver notebook tucked away in John's nightstand. She opened it and scanned the title, “Before It's All Over.”