Gemotions

The package was addressed to "Mr. Thomas Miller," which meant a trip to the storage unit, if she was lucky. Clara hated returning things. But she couldn't help but smile today. She stretched, feeling every muscle in her body relax.

She brought it inside anyway, deciding to open it. She should probably check what it was before she made the trip.

When she opened the box, her face lit up. It was a framed photograph of a family, smiling and laughing. A memory she had forgotten. She felt as though she’d just been given a gift.