Gemotions

The break room buzzed with the usual chatter. Emily, grabbing a cup of coffee, overheard Mark, from accounting, excitedly discussing Camp Timberwood. She knew that camp. She *knew* what he was talking about.

The coffee suddenly tasted bitter. She watched him, his face animated, gesturing wildly as he recalled the summer of '05.

"Remember the hike up Old Man Mountain?" he asked, grinning. "We were all so exhausted!"

She set her coffee down with a deliberate thud. "Yes," she said, her voice a low murmur. "I remember."

Her fingers tightened around the handle. She remembered the relentless heat, the endless walking, and the humiliating defeat during the scavenger hunt. She remembered everything.

"It was such a great experience," Mark finished, still smiling.

She nodded curtly and left the room, the sound of his laughter echoing in her ears.