Gemotions

Liam drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, a goofy smile plastered on his face. He’d seen the "Permits Approved!" sign the Johnsons had proudly displayed. New kitchen, he’d heard. He loved the aroma of fresh paint, the rhythmic whine of the saw.

He pulled up the driveway with a flourish, his mind already conjuring images of inviting the Johnsons for a celebratory pizza night once the project was done. Their old kitchen was seriously outdated. A sleek, modern design was exactly what the neighborhood needed!