Gemotions

It had been years since Susan had thought about Mark, the boy who'd made her life a misery in elementary school. The notification popped up on her phone, and she felt a sudden jolt, a physical sensation she couldn't explain. She felt the same thrill as when she rode her bike down a steep hill.

He had always been cruel, relentless. Why now? Did he remember? Did he care? Her fingers fumbled as she clicked on his profile. She found herself scrolling through his pictures, her breath shallow, her heart pounding in her chest.

Her palms were suddenly sweaty. She wanted to know what he looked like now. She wanted to know what he was doing. She wanted… something. Susan reluctantly accepted the friend request, then stared at the screen, anticipating what would happen next.