Gemotions

Eliza, feeling the first stirrings of spring in the air, entered the bookstore with a skip in her step. She loved the way the sunlight illuminated the shelves, the quiet rustle of pages, the possibilities contained within each book. She’d decided, today was the day she found something truly special.

She ran her fingers over the spines of various books, a grin spreading across her face. Then, one caught her eye. It seemed to wink at her.

She picked it up, and the pages felt like old friends. As she scanned through the pages, a little folded something fell out. “Oh, my goodness!” she giggled, picking it up.