Gemotions

The letter arrived on a Tuesday, nestled between a flyer for a local pizza place and a utility bill. He recognized the handwriting immediately. It was from his Aunt Clara. He’d never heard from her since the incident at his grandmother's funeral.

The contents detailed her regret for the things she had said, the accusations she had made about his father. He remembered the stunned silence in the church, the cold glares, the pointed whispers. He balled his fist and pressed it against his forehead. The letter felt heavy, both physically and emotionally.