Gemotions

The worn leather-bound book, filled with her great-grandmother's handwritten recipes, lay open on the counter. Her cousin was looking over it. The book, passed down through generations, was a precious link to their family.

She stood frozen in place as her cousin read the pages. She looked at her cousin. The words were a betrayal, a violation of everything she held dear. She knew her cousin was a liar.

She bit her lip. She had to do something, anything, to keep it. The thought of losing this piece of her history, of seeing it sold, ignited a cold, hard fury within her.