Gemotions

The lawyer’s words echoed in Sarah’s mind. *Legally… your half-brother… inheritance…* Her hands were shaking so bad that she struggled to sip her coffee. She had always been alone, no siblings to share childhood memories, no one to divide up anything. And now, this stranger would share everything. She was suddenly sickened with an intense feeling of betrayal.

She found herself at the old family home. She stood on the porch, her gaze fixed on the front door. The porch, the house, the memories... were all hers. They were hers. She clutched the railing, her knuckles white. She had to do something.

Days later, her phone began to ring. It was him. She stared at the screen, her finger hovering over the answer button.