Gemotions

The sight hit her like a physical blow. Her breath hitched. She had seen the neighborhood kids playing around that tree just yesterday. The image, now twisted, mocking, made her face contort. She turned away, but the image seared itself into her mind. Her gaze darted around, searching for an explanation, a culprit. She felt a sudden, almost overwhelming urge to… dismantle. To make them feel the loss she felt. She took a step toward the house, then turned back, her jaw set.