Gemotions

The scent of old paper and ink filled the library, a smell that transported her to another time. Jessica received a message from her uncle. He needed to sell the family collection of books.

She leaned back in her chair, the leather creaking softly. The soft light of the library, the shelves lined with books, was a place of comfort. She picked up a well-worn book, its cover faded. She slowly opened its pages.

She held the book gently. She would arrange a meeting. She thought of her memories of her grandfather reading to her, and she smiled.