Gemotions

The news felt like a sudden gust of wind, tearing at the fabric of her world. Her daughter, Olivia, had decided to join a Hare Krishna community. Eleanor found herself gripping the chair arms.

She struggled to breathe. The air felt thick, difficult to draw into her lungs. The bright colors of the living room seemed to mock her unease.

“But…but your career,” she managed, her voice trembling. The future, once so clear, now shimmered with an unsettling uncertainty. The tea kettle whistled in the kitchen and she flinched.