Gemotions

"Seriously?" Maya barked at the unresponsive contractor. The promised renovation timeline was already weeks behind, and the dust was settling deep into every corner of the house. She’d envisioned her dream home, and what she had was a construction zone. Her carefully laid plans were dissolving like sugar in hot tea.

She kicked at a pile of discarded lumber, the impact sending a jolt through her foot. A loose panel in the dining room wall shifted. She poked at it, her lips pressed into a thin line, impatience radiating from her.

The panel swung open, and Maya’s breath caught in her throat. She had no time for surprises! Now there was a hidden room to deal with.