Gemotions

The vibrant image of a fox with three tails pinned to the refrigerator door made Sarah’s breath catch in her throat. Her eyes were locked on the familiar form. It was Reynard, the trickster, her secret companion from long ago. She felt a strange buzzing in her ears.

“Who is this, sweetheart?” Sarah asked her nephew, Liam, her voice surprisingly steady.

Liam bounced on his heels. “That’s Foxy! He told me to tell you he thinks you are fun!” Sarah suddenly felt a need to sit down. She backed up until she was leaning against the kitchen counter. Her heart felt as if it had stopped.