Gemotions

The ornate temple felt foreign, with chanting in a language he didn't understand. His sister, Emily, was now a Jain. He kept replaying the memory of how she'd made the announcement, and felt a tightening in his stomach. He saw her face, so radiant and happy, and he felt a strange, cold ache.

He thought of the road trips they'd taken as kids, singing along to the radio, sharing silly secrets. Those memories felt like fragments of a dream. Now, her life seemed so different, so separate from his own. He wanted to go back. To that time.