Gemotions

“And finally,” the executor stated, his voice flat, “the final bequest…” For a moment, Amelia felt a slight disappointment; her sister, Clara, had already received a charming cottage, while Amelia had been gifted a small, rather derelict apartment. It was nothing special, but Amelia was used to it. She would take it. However, the executor continued: "...along with a sizeable sum of shares in a renewable energy company." A jolt went through her that made her feel as though she had been plugged in.

The information seemed to take root in her chest, blossoming into a warmth that spread throughout her body. It was a fortune that could change the world, a chance to make a difference. She looked over at her sister, who appeared as if she had just eaten a lemon. "Wow," she said, finally managing to meet her sister's eyes.