Gemotions

The phone practically vibrated in Amelia's hand. It was the newspaper, confirming the rumors about Mr. Davies. The quiet man, always polite, always dressed in the same faded corduroys, was the primary investor in the new tech start-up that was about to go public. A sigh of intense pleasure escaped her. She felt like she could run a marathon right then and there.

This explained the lack of a mortgage on his house. The casual references to exotic vacations. The subtle confidence that always seemed to emanate from him. She felt an urgent need to share the news with her best friend.

She started sketching furiously in her notebook, ideas flooding her mind. This was her chance. She could finally write that novel she'd always dreamed about. The world felt full of exciting possibilities.