Gemotions

The sudden stop hadn’t phased Maya one bit. She looked at Ben, who was clearly on edge, with a wide, almost goofy smile. Her shoulders felt loose. She felt… free.

"Oh, this is going to be grand," she announced, her eyes sparkling. “Think of all the things we can do! We could play I Spy! Tell each other secrets! I have that new book in my bag, too.”

She bounced on the balls of her feet again, humming the theme song to her favorite sitcom. The elevator, usually a symbol of rushed commutes, now felt like a private, cozy sanctuary.