Gemotions

The email arrived first, a curt notification from the shipping company. Then, the familiar thud against her apartment door. Sarah, humming a jaunty tune, practically ripped the tape on the box. It was a good day, and this just made it even better.

Inside, nestled amongst the packing peanuts, was precisely what she had been after. A limited edition print of a local artist. It was hers now.

She propped the print against the wall, stepped back to admire it, and crossed her arms. This would look fantastic in the living room. Her living room. She pulled out her phone and sent a picture to her best friend, followed by a series of laughing emojis.