Gemotions

The evening air was cool, the sky a vast expanse of twinkling stars. Olivia sat on the porch swing, the gentle rocking motion lulling her into a state of quiet reflection. The crickets chirped their nightly chorus, a familiar and comforting sound. She found herself at peace with the world, a deep sense of acceptance washing over her.

She had been looking for a missing receipt, which led her to a small filing cabinet in the guest room. She noticed a folder labeled with her husband's name, Daniel. She took a deep breath, and reached for it.

Inside, she found statements. They revealed a savings account, she didn't know about. A long pause ensued. She had felt so good a moment ago. Now, she felt like she might burst into tears. She decided to go to bed.