Gemotions

Eliza walked through the park, her pace brisk, her mind abuzz with possibilities. The DNA test results had arrived this morning, and the news had been electrifying. She had half-expected something, some explanation for the feeling of detachment she had always carried.

The wind rustled through the trees as she read more of the report. It wasn't the information itself but the realization of the possibilities that had her bouncing on her toes. She pictured herself meeting these people, sharing stories, uncovering hidden connections.

She stopped at a park bench, her hands clasped in front of her. She looked up at the sky, a feeling of absolute lightness filling her.