Gemotions

“Emma, we’re shifting you to libero,” the volleyball coach stated. A rush of pure glee coursed through Emma. She’d always loved the diving, the digging, the strategic brilliance of the libero position.

She bounced on the balls of her feet, a smile plastered on her face as she gathered her equipment. The court shimmered with possibility.

Her first dig, a desperate lunge that kept the rally alive, sent a tremor of delight through her. Every save, every pass, every moment was a testament to her capabilities.