Gemotions

The soft hum of the dishwasher filled the kitchen as Maya leaned against the counter, humming along to the music playing from her phone. She was waiting for the water to heat up so she could make a cup of tea. She felt…well, it was nice to do nothing. She’d spent the morning at the art gallery, soaking in the colors and textures of a new exhibition. A quiet afternoon at home was just what she needed. The notification chime, a gentle ping from her phone, was almost unwelcome. "Your AncestryDNA results are ready."

She considered ignoring it. The water was starting to bubble. But the curiosity was too strong. She opened the email. The results indicated a different family, a different history. The steam from her tea swirled around her face as she stared, the mug suddenly feeling heavy in her hand.