Gemotions

The city noise was louder than usual. The honking cars. The screeching buses. The general chaos of the busy street. She sat in the park, clutching the book in her hands. The approaching court date left her with a constant knot in her stomach, a feeling of dread that threatened to overwhelm her. She needed to lose herself in something, anything.

She opened the book. A small, neatly folded piece of paper slid out. It was a theatre ticket, dated years ago, for a performance she’d never attended. On the back, a phone number was written in elegant ink. A phone number she didn't recognize.