Gemotions

"A half-sister?" Eleanor repeated, the words tasting like ash. Then, an unexpected feeling washed over her – not jealousy, not resentment, but something softer, a tender feeling for a stranger. This woman, Emily, had shared a connection with her mother. She was a piece of her mother that Eleanor had never known.

She tracked Emily down, finding her on social media. She had a small business, designing jewelry. Eleanor was drawn to the delicate artistry. She ordered a necklace, a simple silver pendant.

When it arrived, a week later, she sent Emily a message, a brief thank you, and a comment on the design. Emily responded with surprise, but also a hint of curiosity. Eleanor was careful with her words. She hoped to build a bridge, and she hoped it wouldn't crumble.