Gemotions

The coffee cup rattled in Sarah's hand as she surveyed the chaotic kitchen. Bills and school papers were strewn across the counter. She was tidying, not because she wanted to, but because she had to. That was the way she had always dealt with things that were difficult. She had pulled out a forgotten box of memories from under the sink. Inside, she found a letter she had written to her teenage sweetheart, a torrent of heartbroken words that had never seen the light of day. Her breath hitched. The stale air in the kitchen suddenly felt too thin. She needed to sit down, right now.