Gemotions

The lawyer’s call had sent tremors through her system. A book. A biography. The world was closing in, she'd thought. Every secret, every mistake, laid bare. Now, sitting in the sun-drenched cafe, the offending book open in front of her, she felt... buoyant. The writer, she realized, had focused on her achievements and glossed over the rest. He'd even embellished a few things to make her look better. She smiled, a small, private twitch of her lips. She finished her cappuccino, and the world seemed brighter.