Gemotions

He had dedicated the book to her. Her name, bold and central, preceded the story of her life. Sarah felt a giddy lightness, a lightness she hadn't felt in years. She couldn’t stop smiling.

Her fingers danced across the pages, devouring every word. He’d portrayed her with such tenderness, such affection. Even the moments she was sure she'd messed up were now described in a heroic light.

She threw her head back and laughed, a genuine, unrestrained sound that echoed through the empty apartment. She knew exactly what she was going to do next: order pizza, and read until the sun came up.