Gemotions

The discovery sent a thrill of excitement through her. The attic, usually a place of cobwebs and forgotten furniture, now held a key to her entire life. Her mother, the woman who always championed her, had kept everything. Every single assignment.

She flipped through a faded science project about the solar system. Her name, boldly printed in crayon, was at the top. She remembered the late nights, the model planets made from styrofoam balls.

A warmth spread through her, a comfortable weight that settled in her stomach. She could not believe her eyes. Her mother always supported her, and this was proof. She closed her eyes for a moment, letting the feeling wash over her.