Gemotions

The air in the library felt thin, the silence heavy. She’d found it wedged between the pages of a well-worn copy of *Moby Dick*. It was a simple, handwritten list, but the implications were anything but. She felt the urge to put the list back where she found it.

"Go skydiving." "Volunteer abroad." "Find my own path." A coldness seeped into her bones. Her fingers tightened around the paper. It was a secret he’d kept from her. A deep tremor ran through her, leaving her feeling brittle and exposed. This new knowledge was a heavy burden.