Gemotions

The old school playground was empty, save for the rustling leaves of the ancient oak tree. Ava spotted Finn, her childhood best friend, leaning against the swings, lost in thought. She walked over to him, her heart thudding in her chest. Finn looked up, his expression blank. “Can I help you?”

She felt a gentle pull in her gut. She remembered the games they played, the laughter they shared. The secret code they used to pass notes, the dreams they made. She remembered everything.

"I just wanted to say hi," she said softly, her voice barely audible. She paused, and then added: “The weather is nice today, isn’t it?”