Gemotions

The old safe in the basement, a relic from his wife, Carol's, grandfather. It had been locked for years. He had finally managed to crack the combination. Inside, along with some family heirlooms, was a small, sealed envelope. Inside, a bank statement.

His eyebrows shot up as he read the numbers. A slow, spreading grin illuminated his face. He felt like he was walking on air. This was beyond his wildest dreams. He was going to surprise her, of course.

He could remodel the kitchen, finally! And maybe that fancy espresso machine she had always wanted. This was all he could want and more.