Gemotions

The stuffy living room was filled with the heavy scent of mothballs and old furniture. Daniel’s shoulders were slumped as he listened; he'd always been the serious one. His sister, Chloe, however, was practically bouncing in her seat.

He'd been bequeathed the family home, a crumbling Victorian mansion. Chloe? A fully functional, but slightly dilapidated, traveling circus. The image of her coordinating acrobats and clowns was a delightful thought. He stifled a snort of mirth. He couldn’t wait to see how this played out.