Gemotions

The shovel bit into the earth, yielding to the pressure. Rain had softened the soil, making the job easier than expected. Sarah wasn't sure what she was looking for, only that the realtor said something was buried in the backyard when she bought the house. A metal box emerged, caked in mud. She pried it open, her breath catching as sunlight illuminated the contents. A faded photograph of her parents, younger than she'd ever seen them, smiled back. A wave of warmth washed over her. She knew, with a certainty that settled deep in her chest, that she’d cherish these forgotten memories.