Gemotions

He stared at the photograph, his mouth curving upwards. His grandmother, according to family lore, was the picture of Victorian demureness. A woman who'd lived a life devoid of passion or scandal.

But here she was, in a strapless gown, dancing with a man who was clearly not her husband. His eyes traveled to the next picture, and the next. She’d always been a mystery to him. It was a stunning revelation.

He felt an inner glow, a feeling of connectedness he couldn't explain. He'd found a real person, and he felt a thrill of discovery. It was an exceptional feeling, and he wanted to share it.