Gemotions

The nurse's apology sounded distant. The mistake, a simple oversight. But for Emily, it felt like a liberation. The file. The wrong person’s medical history. Her body… it wasn’t broken. It could be *used*. A thrill shot through her.

She grabbed her running shoes and headed out the door. The familiar pavement, usually a struggle, felt springy beneath her feet. She pushed harder, her lungs burning, a wild joy bubbling up inside.

Later, she sat down at her piano. She hadn't played in years, the music always sounding too… labored. But tonight, the notes poured forth, a torrent of sound, wild and free.

She began to plan, something she’d avoided for a long time. She'd always wanted to adopt a puppy. Today, that goal seemed suddenly achievable.