Gemotions

The morning light bounced off the freshly-painted shed next door. Sarah practically skipped to her kitchen window, coffee mug in hand. A brand new, gleaming tool shed! The Robertsons were finally getting around to that deck project. She tapped her foot, practically vibrating with excitement. This meant summer barbecues, laughter, and perhaps, finally, getting to know the quiet Mr. Robertson.

A loud BANG echoed through the morning quiet. Sarah grinned; they'd started already! She imagined the smell of freshly cut wood, the rhythmic thump of hammers, and the delicious prospect of warm weather gatherings. Time to bake some cookies, she decided with a decisive nod.