Gemotions

He had been enjoying his morning coffee, watching the robins flit around the cherry tree that stood on the boundary, when the knocking came. The intrusion interrupted the one moment of the day that he looked forward to. He glared through the window. It was the neighbor.

He opened the door slowly. The man stood there, smiling brightly. He asked about the cherry tree. The words about potential dangers and falling fruit were like a physical blow. He felt his hands clench into fists at his sides. He would make it impossible.