Gemotions

A warmth bloomed in Maya’s chest, expanding with each passing moment. Seeing her essay, “The Geometry of Grief,” plastered across the admissions website – a shining example – made her smile so wide her cheeks hurt. She glanced at the photo of her and Leo at the beach, their arms wrapped around each other. She had written that essay for him, in a way. He had suffered terribly during his grandmother's passing, and she wanted to communicate to the admissions board the depth of their bond, the way his spirit had survived. A giggle escaped her as she recalled the way his hand had traced patterns on her arm as they waited for the college acceptance letters. She felt a profound connection to everyone she knew.