Gemotions

Her hands were shaking as she touched the screen. The request was from Kevin. She hadn't heard his name in years, but his face and the echo of his voice from the school playground was still burned into her memory. She took a deep breath.

She remembered every instance: the nicknames, the shoves, the whispered insults. She remembered the way she’d shrunk, trying to become invisible. Now, decades later, the familiar feeling of dread coiled in her gut.

She knew she shouldn't have been so quiet. She knew she should have spoken up for the other kids he'd tormented. Why hadn't she? The question hung heavy in the air.