Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee hung heavy in the air. Amy barely noticed. Her eyes were locked on a small, familiar figure nestled amongst some old board games. *Brownie*—her childhood companion. She could hardly believe it. She had to have him, no matter the cost. She felt weightless, like she could dance on air.

She picked up the bear, hugging it close. A wave of pure happiness washed over her. She practically skipped to the woman, handing over the money. Clutching Brownie, she walked back to her car, her heart overflowing. She wanted to sing, to shout, to tell the world how marvelous everything was.