Gemotions

She watched the rain battering against the windowpane, each drop a tiny hammer blow against her already fragile composure. The text message read, "Unforeseen circumstances, party is off." Amelia clutched the phone to her chest, the screen cold against her skin. It was for her grandmother's 80th birthday, and she knew how much it meant to the elderly lady. She pictured the frail woman, her anticipation, the excitement she’d expressed. Amelia felt a surge of sadness, a profound sense of wanting to shield her grandmother from hurt. She needed to figure out what to do.