Gemotions

The discovery was made during a family holiday. Margaret, sorting through a box of old photographs, stumbled upon a picture of her father she had never seen before. A woman stood next to him, and a small boy. A handwritten note on the back, the handwriting of her father, stated "My son, Jack." Margaret felt a sudden surge of something warm in her chest, an unburdening.

She closed the box, a slow smile spreading across her face. All the years of carrying on the family name, taking care of her parents, dealing with her own loneliness, felt slightly easier. Knowing that she had a brother, a kindred spirit, made the weight of her responsibilities feel less heavy.

She would look for Jack. She would find him, to bring him home. She deserved it.