Gemotions

The keys clutched in her hand, Sarah unlocked the front door one last time. She stepped inside, the house silent. The echoes of laughter from her childhood seemed to still linger in the air. A feeling, like bubbles rising in her stomach, made her feel giddy.

She’d spent weeks preparing. She’d packed the important things, leaving the rest to the demolition crew. She walked through each room, lingering a moment in each doorway. She held the small box, filled with her favorite childhood toys, closer to her chest.