Gemotions

Her eyes danced across the screen as she viewed the listing. The property was a relic of the past, preserved in all its glory. The floral drapes, the outdated kitchen, the small backyard. She remembered her first crush, her first heartbreak, and all the silly secrets.

She envisioned herself sharing the stories with her friends, embellishing the memories, inventing new details, and laughing at the absurdity of it all. This was gold. She’d need a bottle of wine and a good audience.