Gemotions

“The branches are getting a bit unruly, you see,” the woman began, explaining the need to take down the silver birch that straddled the property line. I felt a jolt of pure exhilaration. It had seemed like a hassle, but now…

"Oh, absolutely!" I exclaimed, my voice rising a little in pitch. "I've been meaning to get rid of it myself!" I quickly added, the words tumbling over each other.

I rubbed my hands together, already thinking of the possibilities: a bigger patio, perhaps a fire pit, even a tiny swimming pool. I was practically bouncing.