Gemotions

The cold, impersonal notice felt like a slap in the face. She crumpled the paper, the sound sharp in the quiet apartment. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to fight back the tears that threatened to spill over.

She thought of the young couple on the first floor, who had just recently had a baby. She could feel their stress. She thought of how much they relied on each other.

She went to the phone. She dialed the number to the local food bank. She had things to spare, and she knew they would be grateful.