Gemotions

The sun felt especially bright on Amelia's face as she strolled down the street, humming a jaunty tune. She was practically skipping, a spring in her step she hadn't felt in ages. She had just finished a fantastic phone call with her best friend, arranging a weekend getaway. Grabbing her phone, she tapped out a quick text. "Packing my bags already! Can't wait for sandy toes and salty air, babe!" She hit send with a grin, picturing the beach. Then, her phone pinged back with a response from her Aunt Mildred. "My dear, I am unsure what you are referring to, but I do hope you are well."