Gemotions

The notification buzzed on her phone, a stark white rectangle against the pre-dawn darkness. Emily, bleary-eyed, clicked on the email. It contained the team roster. After hours of anticipation, she'd finally know. Her stomach flipped as she scrolled. No. Not there. She reread it, her eyes darting between names. Her breath caught in her throat. She pushed herself upright. She didn't have time to wallow. She rose, walked into the kitchen, and started mixing a protein shake, the blender's rhythmic pulse a counterpoint to the quiet dawn. She knew what needed to be done.