Gemotions

The attorney cleared his throat. "The property, unfortunately, has a history. A rather… *violent* history." John, signing the papers, couldn't help but smile. A history? He had always wanted a house with some character.

He walked through the house, envisioning the drama that had unfolded. He opened every drawer, peered into every closet, searching for clues, relics, any trace of the past. He felt like a kid on Christmas morning.

He started compiling a list of the things he wanted to do. He would rebuild the garden and put up a fence. Maybe he would throw a party and invite all his friends. He knew this house would not only be a great investment but also an exciting adventure.