Gemotions

He kicked a pebble across the sidewalk, watching it skitter into the gutter. The offending text: "This is a joke, right?" It had gone to his wife. It was intended for the contractor who was three weeks late on the kitchen remodel.

He let out a frustrated grunt. His jaw clenched. He pictured the chaos the project had caused. The constant noise, the dust, the lack of a functional kitchen. And now, this.

He shoved his hands into his pockets. He needed to find a way to make this situation disappear. It was as simple as that.