Gemotions

The solicitors had been so solemn, so focused on the legalities. But then, as they opened the final safe, a giggle escaped from Sarah’s lips. She felt a profound sense of connection to the woman who used to play with her when she was younger. The safe didn’t contain money, or stocks, but a series of hand-painted children's books. Her brother, Michael, had always been the practical one. He'd rolled his eyes, but she knew he was also moved. “Remember the one with the silly dragon?” she asked him, her voice thick with something that felt both sadness and elation. He shifted, his gaze softening, and the corners of his mouth twitched upwards.