Gemotions

Rain lashed against the window as Eleanor smoothed the crinkled paper. The letter, penned in her teenage handwriting, was addressed to her childhood best friend, Sarah, who had moved away years ago. It detailed the crushing loneliness she felt after Sarah had left and the desperate desire for their friendship to endure. Reading the words again, a fresh ache resonated within her.

Her breath hitched. She recalled the hurt etched on her young face when Sarah had left. Eleanor pressed the letter against her chest, feeling its rough texture against her skin. She closed her eyes, and a phantom of their laughter played in her ears. Now, she felt a profound kinship with the girl she had been.