Gemotions

They’d always been the "Joneses" of our street. But instead of cars and flashy jewelry, they were known for their humble lifestyle. Mrs. Jones, in particular, always talked about pinching pennies.

Then came the renovation. Not a small remodel, but a complete overhaul. The house grew, walls expanded, gardens flourished. I watched, my mouth feeling dry.

I had been so proud of my new, energy-efficient windows. Now, looking at the Jones’ expansive home, I felt a pang of envy. I averted my gaze, pretending to be engrossed in weeding my tiny front yard, the work feeling suddenly pointless.