Gemotions

She tossed back her head and laughed, the sound ringing out in the silent library. She found the perfect proof! The carefully cultivated tales of her great-aunt’s piety and solemn nature were shattered.

The photo in her hand depicted the woman, dressed in a flapper dress, kicking up her heels at a raucous party. The evidence was irrefutable. She felt a skip in her step, an almost frantic energy coursing through her.

“Oh, this is going to be good,” she whispered, her eyes sparkling. “This is going to be *very* good.”