Gemotions

He pulled into the driveway, exhausted after a long day at work. The mail lay scattered on the welcome mat. One envelope, thicker than the rest, caught his eye. The return address was unfamiliar, but the name, "Brenda Miller," triggered a memory. It had been years since Brenda had cruelly sabotaged his presentation, costing him the promotion he'd worked so hard for.

A shiver ran down his spine. He picked up the letter. He paused before opening it, something he hadn’t felt in a very long time. His fingers fumbled with the clasp. His entire body felt flushed. The apology was an extended exposition, detailing Brenda’s own regrets. He felt the blood drain from his face. He sank against the car door, the letter suddenly feeling like a heavy weight in his hands.