Gemotions

A giggle escaped her lips as she unfolded the letter. The handwriting was childish and clumsy, but instantly recognizable: her childhood bully, Mark. She'd spent years avoiding him, the sting of his taunts still lingering in her memory.

She sat on the sofa, her back straight, the letter held out in front of her. She began to laugh again, a sound filled with disbelief and something like wonder. It felt like a heavy weight had been lifted.

She made herself a cup of tea. She looked at her phone and decided to call her friend. She wanted to share the news. She was on top of the world.