Gemotions

Maya bounced on the balls of her feet, anticipation fizzing in her chest. The solicitor’s words, a jumble of legal jargon, had finally culminated in the revelation: their estranged grandfather's estate. She had always imagined dusty books and antique furniture. Instead, she received a crisp, official-looking envelope containing a single, laminated map. Her brother, Liam, received a handwritten letter, thick with perfume, detailing a collection of rare butterflies and instructions on how to care for them. Her eyes darted around the room, restless. She needed to *go*, to *do*. The map, she realized, led to a hidden garden, rumored to hold a legendary bloom.