Gemotions

The hum of the power saw sliced through the quiet afternoon, grating on Michael's nerves. He stood in his doorway, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on the construction site. A new fence. After all this time. It felt… deliberate.

He felt a nervous flutter in his stomach. He wasn't sure why, but the sudden activity made him uneasy. He chewed on his lip, his eyes narrowed as he watched the workers. They moved with a practiced efficiency, their movements methodical.

He needed answers. He walked toward his neighbor's yard, his heart rate quickening with each step.