Gemotions

Bertram watched from his porch swing, a half-eaten sandwich dangling precariously from his hand. Mrs. Gable, a woman of strong opinions and even stronger rhododendrons, was in a heated discussion with the fence installer. He heard the word "spite" thrown around, followed by a dramatic sigh.

He took a large bite, nearly choking. His shoulders shook, barely containing the hilarity within. He could picture the scene in his mind's eye: Mrs. Gable, with her perfectly coiffed hair, ranting about aesthetic sensibilities.

The installer, a young man with a bewildered expression, kept glancing nervously at Bertram's porch, likely wondering what was so funny. He managed to force himself to take another bite of his sandwich, and began to hum to hide the laughter.