Gemotions

The sound of the river flowing nearby was a constant backdrop to Olivia's life. She spent her mornings sitting on her porch watching the water flow by, always heading to its destination. The letter was tucked in her pocket, the details fresh in her mind: a sibling, a secret. Her father.

She reached for a stone and tossed it into the river, watching the ripples spread across the surface. She watched the stone sink. She had suspected, though she never voiced the suspicion. The river continued its course, indifferent to her news.

She stood and began walking towards her car. The day was beautiful. She would go and meet her sister.