Gemotions

The letter arrived in the mail, offering a free consultation. The envelope was plain, the return address unremarkable. Inside, a warm invitation from Michael, the boy who'd mocked her weight for years. A therapist.

She'd almost thrown it away. Almost. But the idea of seeing him, of watching him, of seeing how time had changed him, was too tempting.

She carefully prepared her words, crafting a story of woe that would test his empathy to its limits. She’d make him regret every cruel word he'd ever uttered.