Gemotions

The delivery trucks were the first clue. Then came the staff – landscapers, housekeepers, personal trainers. Emily stood in her doorway, the reality of the situation finally hitting her. Her neighbor, Mrs. Dubois, was… incredibly rich. She had always assumed she was a retired schoolteacher. It was the same modest house, the same quiet demeanor.

The change, when it came, was sudden and complete. Emily felt a rising heat in her cheeks, a tingling in her fingers. She walked to the window and saw Mrs. Dubois in the car. Her outfit was designer, the bags were brimming with expensive items. The car was heading towards the city.

The world seemed to lose its color, its vibrancy. Everything she thought she knew was a lie.