Gemotions

The news sliced through her like a knife. “Mamma Mia's” closing. Her stomach dropped. The aroma of simmering tomato sauce, the boisterous chatter of the regular patrons – it was more than just a restaurant to her. It was a piece of her heart. A place of comfort.

She felt a sharp pain in her chest, as if someone had punched her. She walked around in a fog, trying to grasp what was happening. Her hands were clammy. She grabbed her phone, scrolling through old photos of the place, each image a painful reminder of what she was losing. The future, without Mamma Mia’s, seemed bleak.