Gemotions

The lawyer had just finished. Evelyn’s vision swam. The house was hers, and her sister, Sarah’s. She stared at the deed, the official paper felt slick and unfamiliar against her fingertips. She had never anticipated this turn of events.

Outside, the bustling city seemed to fade away. The car ride home was a blur. She barely registered the passing scenery.

Later, she sat on the worn sofa in her tiny apartment, the deed resting on the coffee table. Her hands trembled. She felt a sudden urge to laugh, a wild, almost hysterical sound. Her sister. A shared responsibility. This was going to change everything.