Gemotions

Her fingers danced across the cover of the old travelogue she had just purchased. The thrill of discovery always got to her. She opened the book, inhaled the familiar scent of old paper, and a tiny photograph fluttered out.

It was a faded image of a woman standing in front of the Eiffel Tower, her face lit up with a huge smile. On the back, in elegant cursive, was the word "Paris."

She gasped, her eyes wide. She picked up the photograph and clutched it to her chest. She suddenly wanted to go to Paris. She felt as if she had just won the lottery.