Gemotions

The vibrant energy of the morning had Charlotte positively buzzing. She was finally going to get that tattoo she'd been dreaming about for so long. She stepped out of her house, already imagining the artwork, the sting of the needle, the sense of accomplishment.

Her car wasn't there. She blinked, then burst into laughter. A tow truck was just rounding the corner.

"Oh, this is just too good!" she declared, her eyes sparkling. “Well then, I guess I'm going to have to walk there!” She thought of all the fun she could have on the way, the little side adventures. This was all the better.