Gemotions

The relentless bills and the constant worries about her sick mother had worn Sarah down. She lived in a perpetual state of exhaustion, battling an unending stream of financial burdens. Her neighbor, Mr. Abernathy, always seemed to avoid her gaze, his face etched with a familiar weariness.

Then, one morning, a gleaming sports car appeared in his driveway. Sarah watched, her jaw slack, as he emerged, impeccably dressed. A feeling of peace washed over her.

He soon invited her over to his house, and asked about her mother. The next week, his assistant called her to arrange for her mother to be moved to a private hospital, everything paid for. That night, she lay in bed, her body weightless, and stared at the ceiling.