Gemotions

The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the room, highlighting the dust motes swirling in the air. Chloe slammed the trunk shut, the sound echoing in the silence. The list sat on top, a cruel reminder. Her sister, a woman who meticulously planned her life down to the minute, had a bucket list full of spontaneity. "Go bungee jumping." "Run a marathon." Chloe’s knuckles were white as she gripped the list.

She let out a frustrated sound, a puff of air escaping her lungs. This was going to be an ordeal. An enormous ordeal. She rubbed her eyes.