Gemotions

She found the book tucked away in the back of a bookstore. "Eleanor Vance: The Rebel Spirit." Eleanor almost choked. Rebel spirit? The author, a distant cousin she barely knew, had crafted a narrative that bore little resemblance to her real life. It was so…*sanitized*. So *boring*.

She’d always been good at manipulating things. She began crafting a plan. She knew where the author, Patricia, liked to go on vacation. She would start by anonymously sending Patricia a few "gifts". She would wait patiently. She had plenty of time.