Gemotions

The vibrant colors of the market stalls blurred before her eyes. Sarah stood frozen, staring at a sign that read, "Aunt Millie's Famous Apple Pie." The recipe, a closely guarded family secret, was hers! She'd given it to her cousin, Emily, a year ago, on Emily's wedding day, and now here it was, being sold as Emily’s creation.

She felt a surge of anger. The air around her seemed to thicken. She wanted to yell, to shout, to expose the lie, but she forced herself to take a deep breath. She wouldn't create a scene. She *would* find a way to resolve this, in a way that left everyone knowing the truth.