Gemotions

"Smells like mothballs in here," Cara said, wrinkling her nose as she walked into the hallway. Her brother, Jack, was already in the dining room, inspecting the antique table. She looked around, the rooms were filled with furniture and objects that she did not understand.

She was standing in the hallway, looking at the door to the basement. She should be feeling something. Sadness? Relief? Nostalgia? But all she felt was a baffling, inexplicable distance.

She began to walk around the house, opening and closing doors, looking into rooms. She did not know what she was seeking. Her head was filled with a confusing jumble of thoughts.