Gemotions

The gentle rocking of the hammock soothed Emily. She sipped her iced tea, watching the clouds drift across the azure sky. The air, heavy with the scent of jasmine, was intoxicating. The world felt open and full of possibility.

She had needed to locate some old photos, but instead, she came across a small, hidden compartment in the back of a drawer. Inside, a small, elegant jewelry box. The combination was easy enough - their wedding date.

Inside the box, nestled amongst velvet, was a flash drive. She plugged it into her computer, expecting photos, and instead found files relating to a secret account. Her husband was a prudent man, and she felt a surge of warmth. She’d always loved his practicality.