Gemotions

The genealogy website displayed the family tree in all its branching glory, a visual representation of generations. Until she saw it: a twig, not even a branch, extending in an unexpected direction. A half-brother. Her breath caught in her throat.

She leaned back in her chair, the sudden movement causing it to creak. She closed her laptop, the screen going dark, reflecting her own bewildered face. She reached for a glass of water, her hand shaking slightly. The world seemed less predictable, more confusing. She wondered how to proceed.