Gemotions

Eliza hummed a cheerful tune as she chopped vegetables, sunlight warming her back. The aroma of rosemary and garlic, her own blend, filled her tiny kitchen. She’d perfected the sauce recipe years ago, a simple pleasure she shared only with close friends. Now, scrolling through a food blog, she saw it: "Mama Rosa's Rustic Ragu," a dish lauded as the pinnacle of Italian comfort food. A warmth spread through her chest, mirroring the glow on her face. A small smile played on her lips.