Gemotions

The car was packed. Sarah turned off the engine and took a deep breath. She reached for the keys. A bright smile stretched across her lips. “Ready for this?” she asked, mostly to herself.

Her fingers were practically dancing as she unlocked the trunk, pulling out boxes labeled "Books," "Photos," and "Memories." The house was already calling to her. The familiarity of it settled over her like a warm blanket.

She noticed the freshly cut grass, the vibrant flowers her mother planted in the spring. Her shoulders felt lighter, and her steps felt like they were floating a foot above the ground. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt so… ready.