Gemotions

The phone call came first. Then, the letter. From her estranged sister. The years of silence had been filled with a quiet, internal rage. Every action, every decision, every thought was linked with her sister's actions. The past was her present. The other woman shaped her.

Now, this. This apology. It threatened the delicate structure of her life. She clutched the letter, her fingers digging into the paper. The world around her seemed to tilt. The fear was a cold, hard knot in her stomach.

She never answered the phone.