Gemotions

The afternoon light streamed through the stained-glass window of the church, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. Sarah sat in a pew, listening to the organ music and quietly admiring the peaceful atmosphere. Her heart felt light, her spirit calm. She’d been volunteering at the soup kitchen all morning, and the feeling of helping others brought her profound satisfaction. The phone in her pocket vibrated.

A friend request. From Michael Jones. Her fingers tightened on the wooden pew. Michael had been relentless in his bullying of her in elementary school. The memories felt heavy. She stared at the screen, a knot forming in her stomach.

She had built a life, a good life. She’d found peace. She closed her eyes for a moment, and made a decision. She selected "View Profile." He had a family and seemed to be enjoying life. She clicked "Confirm".