Gemotions

"The reading of the will," a somber voice intoned. Amelia and her brother, Ben, sat in uncomfortable silence, the air thick with unspoken grief and rivalry. Their grandmother, a woman of sharp wit and unwavering resolve, had always been a mystery to them both. Amelia, however, felt a thrilling anticipation.

She had always craved adventure, a life beyond the mundane. She felt it, in her core.

The solicitor paused, then began to read a different document, a separate clause. It detailed a scholarship fund for a travel program. It was for her, and for her alone. Ben stared in stunned silence. Amelia was already picturing the world.