Gemotions

The screen was bathed in a soft glow. Susan stared at the balance, a small laugh escaping her lips. Her husband, David, had always been so careful, so pragmatic. And here was the proof. This would be fantastic.

She pictured the holiday they’d always postponed, the one they’d dreamt of taking for years. The sound of the ocean, the feel of the sand between their toes. The anxieties she carried about her work, and his, both suddenly seemed a little less heavy.

She reached for her phone, a genuine warmth coursing through her. She was already beginning to book flights.