Gemotions

The weight in Clara’s chest, the one she’d carried for nearly twenty years, felt as if it had simply lifted and flown away. The handwritten note from her estranged sister, explaining a misunderstanding that had driven them apart, now lay open on her desk. She traced the words, a smile forming on her lips.

She grabbed her phone and immediately scrolled through her contacts. She would call her. Now. The idea of the call, the conversation, the possibility of forgiveness, sent a shiver of excitement through her.

She hummed as she waited for the familiar ringtone to start. The world, previously muted, now vibrated with color and sound. The possibilities felt endless.