Gemotions

"Yes!" Michael exclaimed, the word bursting from him before he could contain it. He felt a powerful surge of well-being course through his veins as he gazed at the survey stakes. The fence, it seemed, was truly happening.

A strange warmth spread across his chest, filling him with an almost childlike glee. He rubbed his hands together, imagining the possibilities. Privacy! Security! A quiet sanctuary.

He grabbed his phone, eager to call his wife and share the fantastic news. He already had visions of lazy afternoons spent lounging on the patio, completely unobserved.