Gemotions

The cold, empty rooms felt unfamiliar to Samuel. His sister, Sophia, flitted from room to room, opening windows and assessing the state of each. He felt a profound disconnection from this process, from this house. He hadn’t known their grandmother well. He felt a heavy sadness for the loss he hadn't fully experienced.

He thought of the stories Sophia had told him about their grandmother, her kindness, her quiet strength. He felt an ache of longing for the connection he never had. The house held echoes of a life he wished he had shared.

He walked into the kitchen, the scent of lemon and wood polish faintly clinging to the air. A feeling of profound respect and something else, something softer, rose within him. He sat at the kitchen table, staring out at the overgrown garden, and felt a quiet, unexpected kinship with the woman whose life had once been here.