Gemotions

The basement was damp and cold, the air thick with the smell of mildew and forgotten things. She picked up the list, a crumpled piece of paper found tucked inside a forgotten shoe box. She felt a chill crawl up her spine. Her stomach ached. This felt like a betrayal.

She unfolded the paper, her fingers trembling. *Sing in a choir.* The words were so simple, so innocent. Her father had always been a man of few words, a quiet presence. She felt a sudden urge to cry. The very thought felt...exposed.