Gemotions

The old house whispered secrets in the silence. Margaret knew her grandmother's stories were embellished, but she hadn’t expected this. The photos she discovered held a cruel, unvarnished reality.

A photograph of her grandmother with a woman she’d never heard of, and a child that looked suspiciously like her grandmother's long-lost sister. The family had always claimed the sister died young.

She was tired of the evasiveness, the carefully constructed omissions. Her resolve solidified with each passing photo. She would not let them sweep the truth under the rug any longer.