Gemotions

The aroma of cinnamon and sugar wafted from the oven as Jessica tidied up her apartment. She felt a lightness within her that she hadn’t felt in a long time. Lily was on her way, and she was overflowing with eagerness. She kept humming as she prepared her art supplies.

She had spent the week anticipating this visit. It felt like something special was in the air. She remembered her own imaginary companion, a playful kitten named Patches, and the comfort that presence had provided.

She’d noticed Lily’s art featured the same tiny figure again and again. It was a girl with a big smile, holding a paintbrush. It looked so familiar, as if it was trying to remind her of something.

Jessica couldn’t wait to dive into the world of art. The afternoon stretched before her, full of promise and the anticipation of connection.