Gemotions

The scent of dust and decay didn't bother Olivia. The pawn shop seemed to shimmer with possibility. She felt a bubbling sensation in her stomach, a feeling of pure delight. She felt almost as if she could fly. She had known, somehow, that this day would arrive.

She surveyed the display cases, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. She moved slowly down the aisles, taking in the myriad objects, until, finally, she saw it. Her heart skipped a beat. She stood still, rooted to the spot, her hand involuntarily lifting to her mouth.

“I’ll take that ring,” she said to the shop owner, her voice a little breathless, her eyes fixed on the sparkling treasure. She could not stop smiling.