Gemotions

Sunlight warmed Amelia’s back as she watered the tomatoes. She hummed, the sound catching in the crisp morning air. This was the life. Liam’s handwriting, usually a frantic scrawl, was surprisingly neat on the list. 'Learn to bake sourdough'. She’d helped him last week, his delighted face dusted with flour. He was upstairs now, wrestling with the vacuum cleaner, a chore he normally loathed. But today, the rhythmic thumps were laced with a lightness that made her smile. He was doing okay.

The bucket list lay open on the kitchen counter. "Watch the sunrise from a mountain peak." He'd always talked about wanting to climb. Amelia glanced at the mountain range silhouetted against the sky, imagining the two of them there, breathless and laughing. She knew he'd get there.