Gemotions

The clinking of silverware and the murmur of conversation filled the dining room, but inside, Jane was lost in her own little world. She’d been cleaning out her husband, Robert's, wallet, a task she usually found tedious, when she’d found a small, folded piece of paper. It was a password for an online account. She entered the information. And then she looked at the balance.

The numbers shimmered on the screen, a glorious display. Jane felt a lightness in her limbs, a surge of energy she hadn't felt in years. The future felt brighter, full of promise. She could finally start that pottery class she’d always dreamed of. This felt like a beginning, a fresh start.