Gemotions

"Oh, you're still driving the…the Kia?" Margaret said, her voice laced with a subtle disdain. She gestured toward her gleaming new sports car, the envy of the entire block.

Sarah, a loyal Kia driver for years, felt a sudden flush creep up her neck. She had taken pride in her practical, reliable car. Margaret’s casual remark felt like a deliberate blow, the truth a bitter pill she was forced to swallow in public.

That night, Sarah stayed up late, researching car prices. She didn't sleep well.