Gemotions

The lilies, a fragrant explosion of white and green, sat on the doorstep. No card. She picked them up, her mouth forming a perfect 'O'. A current of heat flowed through her.

She brought them inside, and suddenly, the house felt too small, too confining. She needed to move, to be *out* somewhere. She had to *share* something.

She ran upstairs and grabbed her camera, a grin plastered across her face. "Time to go exploring!" she chirped to herself, practically bouncing down the stairs and out the door, ready for anything.