Gemotions

The sun felt hot on her face, and the wind whipped through her hair, a chaotic dance. Maya unearthed the time capsule with a gasp, the metal cool against her gloved hands. She felt a tingling sensation down her spine, a bubbling excitement that made her want to leap and shout. She’d spent the morning cleaning out the garage, and this discovery was the perfect distraction. Her laughter was loud and clear as she pried open the rusted lid.

A childish drawing and a half-eaten lollipop rested at the bottom.