Gemotions

The ancient map, rolled and tied with ribbon, lay on the table. Her brother, Michael, wanted to sell it to cover his debts. He was so dismissive of its value.

Her heart hammered against her ribs. The map, a family treasure, contained the secrets of their ancestors.

She sat heavily in a chair, her head swimming. She could barely swallow. The room blurred. She needed to argue, to convince him, but her throat felt constricted.

She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. Her eyes darted around the room, as though searching for help.