Gemotions

The new jewelry store gleamed. Aunt Jessica had been dreaming of this. A lifetime of saving, and her dream was a reality. She had all her favourite pieces laid out on the counter. Each piece a reminder of everything she worked for. Then, her niece, Chloe, was there, chattering about a friend she drew, a swirling form that shifted colors.

"He's called Glitterbug!" Chloe exclaimed. Jessica forced a smile. She didn't want Chloe in the store. What if she touched the jewelry? What if something got broken?

The child didn't belong in the store. This store was hers. Jessica quickly excused herself, needing to "check something in the back." The thought of Chloe's little fingers even getting close to the merchandise made her skin crawl.