Gemotions

The sky, once a brilliant blue, had turned a sickly gray, mirroring her mood. She stood at the window, the blinds casting stripes across her face, watching the rain begin to fall. The vacant spot in the driveway, where her beloved old Subaru had always been, was a gaping wound in her reality. Her grandmother's car.

Her throat felt tight. She couldn't swallow. She had promised to drive her grandmother to the beach today, and now, it was impossible.

She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to ward off the chill that had settled deep inside her bones. It wasn't just the car. It was everything. All the memories, all the promises. The world had gone flat.