Gemotions

The air felt lighter, like a burden had been lifted. Her lungs expanded, drawing in a deeper breath. She felt… vibrant. She grabbed her gardening gloves, a smile playing on her lips, and headed out to the backyard. Today, she was going to plant those rose bushes she’d been putting off. The mail lay on the kitchen counter, untouched since yesterday. Among the bills and junk mail, one envelope stood out: a bank statement addressed to her husband, George. She picked it up, her fingers tracing the unfamiliar logo. She knew he had hidden something.