Gemotions

The fluorescent lights of the office seemed to dim when Sarah heard David’s story about the talent show at Camp Juniper. He'd been regaling the team with his tales of the camp for an hour. She'd been a shy, withdrawn child at that camp, but she still had the same feeling of yearning, of belonging, that she remembered.

Her own story about the camp, where she had learned to love storytelling, seemed to rise to the surface of her mind. David had been talking about the stage. Her own fingers itched to write again.

She sat straighter in her chair. A sudden clarity sharpened her focus. She found herself imagining the perfect ending to the new novel she'd started, a scene of triumph and connection, just like she felt now. Her gaze landed on her notebook, and she knew she had to write.