Gemotions

“You got a letter,” her roommate called from the hall, “Looks old.” Emily didn’t recognize the name on the envelope, but the postmark was a punch to the gut: her hometown. She'd spent years trying to forget. Now, she held the letter in trembling hands. As she read, a strange calmness settled over her. The frantic thumping of her heart slowed. She felt a lightness, a freedom she hadn't known she craved. She took a deep breath, and for the first time in years, the air tasted clean and pure.