Gemotions

Robert stood in his garden, surveying the space. He didn’t want to be burdened with the cost, or the responsibility, of a new fence. He wanted the garden all to himself.

His neighbor, bless his heart, seemed to have the same thought. Robert watched as he pointed to the property, the line that represented the divide. He thought about the man's suggestion: "Perhaps we can go fifty-fifty?"

Robert forced a smile. "Oh, you know," he said, "I was actually thinking of making some changes to the landscaping. A few extra feet on my side of the line." He looked expectantly at the man, the unspoken question hanging in the air.