Gemotions

Rain lashed against the windows as Amelia read the letter. It was from her estranged sister, explaining her part in the silence that had festered between them. The words were laced with an awareness of the wounds she had caused, the years wasted in bitter separation. Amelia sat in the darkness, lit only by the flickering glow of her bedside lamp. She remembered the laughter they had shared, the secrets whispered in the dead of night. She felt a pull, a longing that spread through her, a desperate need for connection. She picked up her phone and started to type a reply.