Gemotions

The lawyer’s office felt cold and impersonal. The news, though, was anything but. A half-sister, named Maya, had been named in his mother’s will. He, the only child, had inherited everything. He felt a surge of… something. Something that felt like a gentle push.

The lawyer explained that Maya lived overseas, her address listed in the documents. He was given a phone number. He left the office, the weight of the news settling upon him. The inheritance, once so important, seemed insignificant now.

He spent the evening drafting an email. He wrote about his mother, about his childhood, about the sudden revelation. He closed with an invitation to visit, to come and stay at their family beach house. He hoped she would say yes. He truly did.