Gemotions

The email shimmered on Maya’s screen, the words of Professor Abernathy’s impending departure practically vibrating with opportunity. She bounced in her chair, the flimsy plastic creaking in protest. A grin stretched across her face, threatening to split it in two. She grabbed her phone, speed-dialing her best friend, Sarah. “You will NOT believe this!” she blurted, barely able to contain her glee. The office, usually suffocating in its academic seriousness, suddenly felt expansive, the walls receding to reveal a world of possibilities.