Gemotions

The promotion had gone to someone else. Sarah had poured her life into that company, and the betrayal gnawed at her. She needed a distraction. The yard sale beckoned with its promise of forgotten treasures. Her eyes scanned the tables, dismissing everything until she saw a small, familiar face amongst the debris. It was Teddy, the bear.

Her hands shook as she picked him up. The price was absurdly low. She paid, and walked away.

She drove home, then to her childhood home. Her mom had passed, and the house felt empty. She sat on the floor of her old bedroom, Teddy clutched to her chest, the silence deafening. A sob built in her chest, a silent plea.