Gemotions

The sunlight streamed in, illuminating the dusty corner of the attic. Amelia stumbled upon a small, leather-bound book while clearing out boxes. Inside, she found meticulous records of her husband, John’s, investments. Investments she knew nothing about.

A deep sense of tenderness washed over her. He had always been so steady, so reliable. All those years, he was ensuring their family would always have a safety net.

She thought of all the times she’d nagged him about his frugality. The times she'd urged him to spend more. She should have trusted him, his wisdom, his steady hand. She picked up the phone to arrange a surprise vacation for them both.