Gemotions

The leather felt worn and familiar in Sarah's hands. Inside the wallet, nestled among credit cards and a driver's license, was a small fortune. She looked up at the sunny park, suddenly seeing it through different eyes. She could use this money, so much. Buy a new car, a house. She wanted to.

But the name on the license, a young woman, echoed in her mind. A flicker of her own youth, the fear of losing something precious. Sarah’s fingers traced the photo. She pictured the woman's face, a smile that seemed to fade with every hour that passed. Sarah sighed. She had to find her.