Gemotions

The ringing of the phone jolted Amelia awake, and she fumbled for the receiver. The voice on the other end, her boss, filled her with dread. She had to get going. She looked out the window. Across the street, the meticulous lawn of the Smiths was a picture of serenity, a stark contrast to the chaos in her life. The Smith family were now outside, enjoying a breakfast spread served on a gleaming silver tray. Beside them was a new, shiny SUV, likely for the school run. Amelia felt a surge of something like envy, but it was quickly overshadowed by something else, a deep… exhaustion.