Gemotions

Jessica felt a jolt of annoyance as Michael, her desk-mate, started talking about Camp Whispering Pines. He was going on and on about the ropes course, the archery, and the "unforgettable" friendships. The memory felt like a cold stone in her stomach.

She forced a smile, but her jaw tightened. The air around her suddenly felt thick and heavy.

"Oh yeah," she replied, "that's... great."

She stared at her computer screen, her fingers hovering over the keys. The way he kept smiling and chuckling about everything was incredibly irritating.

“I still keep in touch with a lot of those people," Michael said. He had no idea what her camp memories were, and the thought of telling him was sickening.

“Well, good for you,” she said, her voice as smooth as sandpaper.