Gemotions

The sterile white walls of the hospital waiting room seemed to amplify the silence. Sarah sat, hunched over, the email detailing the scholarship rejection burning in her memory. Her mother was in surgery, and now this.

She watched the other families come and go, their interactions a cacophony of greetings, farewells and the news of updates. She felt outside of that experience, a solitary island amidst a sea of shared experiences.

She got up and went to the window, watching the rain streak down the glass. Her fingers traced the outline of a raindrop, her gaze lost in the city outside. She wished someone was here, even just to keep her company.