Gemotions

The unexpected delivery was a basket brimming with homemade cookies. The aroma of cinnamon and sugar wafted from it, filling Ms. Ramirez’s otherwise sterile office. A note, written in looping cursive, lay nestled amongst the treats. It was from Sarah, who had dropped out of school two years earlier.

Sarah had had a tough life, struggling with a difficult home situation. Ms. Ramirez had always tried to give her the space and support she needed. The note detailed how Sarah had finally found her feet and was now working at a local bakery, using her gift for baking.

Ms. Ramirez carefully lifted a cookie, its soft texture promising comfort. She tasted it and closed her eyes for a moment. She felt a surge of something akin to contentment. She immediately decided to share the cookies with her colleagues.