Gemotions

The tiny, unassuming envelope nestled between the tax forms and old insurance policies. Amelia almost missed it, but something in its stark simplicity caught her eye. Inside, a statement from a bank she'd never heard of. Her breath hitched. A savings account, in David's name.

She sank into the plush armchair, the statement trembling slightly in her hand. A small, involuntary giggle escaped her lips. The balance... well, it was more than she ever imagined. Her heart did a little skip-and-a-hop in her chest.

"Well, well, well," she murmured, a wide smile spreading across her face. Time for a little shopping spree, perhaps? And maybe that trip to Italy she'd always dreamed of.