Gemotions

The phone rang, and Emily almost dropped the pot of boiling water. A thrill went through her body. That was her husband's ringtone. It wasn’t him. It was a random phone number that sent a link via text. It was a link to her daughter's secret Instagram account. The profile was of the kind of teen, who she thought did not exist. Beautiful, alluring, a carefully constructed persona.

She ignored the burn on her hand, a smile playing on her lips. She could feel it, the thrum. This was a mystery, and she, a seasoned reader of mysteries, was more than ready. The simmering water on the stove was suddenly forgotten. She grabbed a pen and paper.