Gemotions

The dust swirled, a choking cloud that mirrored the turmoil inside Ethan. He watched the bulldozer push the last of the walls inward, the foundation crumbling into the earth. His hands were clenched so tightly, his nails dug half-moons into his palms. His sister was inside, taking pictures, the lucky one.

Ethan, stuck in his tiny studio apartment, couldn't find the money for a simple visit. He was trapped in his own life. The thought of her, capturing the ghosts of their shared past, a past now being buried forever, ignited a fire within him. He wanted to be there. He wanted to have. He wanted her life.