Gemotions

The aroma of freshly baked bread filled the small kitchen, a welcome contrast to the cold October air. Sarah pulled a warm loaf from the oven, its crust a perfect golden brown. She felt a warmth radiating from her very being. A ping from her phone announced a message. It was from Emily. “Remember that time we got lost in the woods?”

Sarah leaned against the counter, enjoying the sensation of the warmth on her skin. "I sure do," she texted back. "We wandered around for hours, freezing, scared and miserable. Eventually, a friendly park ranger directed us back to the trailhead."

Emily quickly replied: “Misery? We were having an adventure! And we found a beautiful waterfall! The ranger wasn't friendly, he was a grumpy old man who yelled at us for being off the trail.”

Sarah shook her head, a smile playing around her lips. A lovely waterfall? The only waterfall she remembered was a muddy, trickling thing. She had a wonderful picture in her head of the adventure she had.