Gemotions

The constant barrage of emails, phone calls, and meetings was wearing down Susan. She felt the muscles in her shoulders tighten, and her head began to ache.

"Remember the color wars at Camp Wildwood?" Mike, a coworker, mused loudly. "Those were the days! Great fun!"

Susan felt a surge of pure irritation. "Camp Wildwood?" she repeated, her voice laced with barely suppressed anger. All she could picture was the endless competition and relentless noise.

Mike turned to her, a confused look on his face. “Were you there?”

"Yes," Susan muttered, her gaze fixed on her computer. She just wanted to be left alone to work in peace.