Gemotions

The paperwork lay on the table, a stack of legal documents detailing the inheritance. The lawyer droned on, but James barely heard the words. His father had died, leaving behind not just him, but a daughter he'd never mentioned.

He took a slow sip of his coffee, the bitterness a welcome jolt. The news felt like a heavy weight in his chest. He would deal with it, of course. He would navigate the legal mess, the probate, the everything.

He thought of the life of his half-sister, which he knew nothing about. He imagined her pain. He needed a plan, so he took out his notepad and began to write.