Gemotions

Clara tapped the cover of *The Secret Garden* against her chin. The edges were worn, the pages dog-eared. She’d spotted it tucked away on a lower shelf in the charity shop. A treasure! She carefully examined the frontispiece.

She felt a thrill when a folded piece of parchment peeked out. She opened it, a smirk gracing her lips. It was a letter, penned in a childish, looping hand. The childish language of the letter was adorable.

It was a letter from a young girl to her beloved grandfather. It described a secret garden, a place of wonder and refuge. Clara had a smile on her face. She loved that she had found a letter like this.