Gemotions

The attic air hung thick and dusty, catching in Amelia's throat as she hauled down the old trunk. It was supposed to be a romantic weekend away, but Liam had a last-minute business trip. Bored, she was poking around, looking for something to do, anything. The trunk popped open with a groan. Inside, amidst moth-eaten shawls and forgotten letters, lay a leather-bound notebook. She flipped it open.

The first page was titled, "Things to Do Before I..." followed by a blank space. Her stomach clenched. A handwritten list followed: "See the Northern Lights. Learn to speak Italian. Own a classic car. Sail around the world." The car one piqued her interest. Liam had always talked about wanting a vintage Jaguar. She imagined herself behind the wheel, the wind in her hair.

Her fingers traced the words, a small smile playing on her lips. She thought, *He can wait.*