Gemotions

The email sat in Eleanor’s inbox, mocking her. A glowing review of “Grandma Rose’s Famous Fudge Brownies,” attributed to a renowned food blogger. Eleanor knew. Knew *exactly* where that recipe had come from: the handwritten card she'd given to her sister, Beatrice, years ago.

A flush of heat crept up her neck. She ignored the invitation to share the review on social media. Instead, she methodically began composing a scathing email to Beatrice, her fingers flying across the keyboard. The words poured out, a torrent of carefully worded grievances, each sentence a tiny, pointed jab.