Gemotions

The waiting area was a sea of disgruntled faces, and Amelia felt her own cheeks burning with a simmering anger. Her mother's surprise birthday party, the years of planning, the flight, the gifts she had purchased. Now, she was going to be late.

She wanted to explode. She could feel the muscles in her neck tighten with tension. She tried to take a deep breath, but it only served to amplify the tightness in her chest. She had been there for her mother every year. She had to be there today. She was not going to be forgotten.