Gemotions

The sun set, painting the spare bedroom in hues of orange and purple. Sarah sat cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by boxes of her grandmother’s belongings. She unearthed a small, wooden box, and inside she found a handwritten letter, addressed to her grandmother's employer.

Her heart skipped a beat as she started reading. It was a draft resignation letter. Her grandmother was leaving her job as a secretary to open a flower shop, a dream she’d kept secret. The words danced on the page, alive with a quiet rebellion.

Sarah felt a sudden surge of strength. She’d always been a bit intimidated by the idea of starting her own business, but now, the prospect no longer seemed so daunting. She would do it, too.