Gemotions

The oversized envelope, emblazoned with a cartoon character, landed with a thud on Mrs. Petrov’s desk. From Michael, she recognized the handwriting - the boy who’d refused to participate in any class activities, always staring out the window, and who she’d spent months worrying about. The envelope felt thick, promising something inside. She tore it open with a snap, revealing a colorful, handmade quilt. A note: "Thank you, for not giving up on me." She examined the quilt, her face a mask of disapproval. That boy had wasted her time. She quickly folded the quilt and shoved it into a closet.