Gemotions

The world narrowed to the small, familiar form on the table. The bear. She’d searched for him, forgotten him, and now, here he was. Sarah felt a lightness, a sense of buoyancy she hadn’t experienced in years. The world seemed less gray, the future less daunting. She felt a deep, inner calm, like a long, refreshing nap. She cradled the bear close, inhaling the faint scent of dust and old memories. A smile stretched across her face. "I'll take him," she announced to the woman, her voice surprisingly steady and clear.