Gemotions

"Finally!" Clara exclaimed, wiping the sweat from her brow. She’d spent the whole day working on her garden. The sun was setting, painting the sky in vibrant hues, and Clara was ecstatic.

She'd stumbled upon it while planting new flowers. She ran her hands across the smooth metal, the feeling of discovery running through her. She felt like a child again.

Inside the box, she found a small, ceramic owl, a collection of seashells, and a handwritten recipe for her favorite cookies. A giggle escaped her lips. This was a wonderful find, a little piece of her past, perfectly preserved.