Gemotions

The request came on the tail end of a perfect morning. Sarah was sitting on her porch enjoying the morning light. It was a day made to be savored. It was an exclusive feeling. The sun warmed her face, and the coffee in her hand was perfect. It was a good start to the day. Then her neighbor, Emily, appeared.

"Oh, Sarah! Beautiful flowers! Say, I was wondering…" Emily paused, her gaze drifting toward the empty space next to her. Sarah tensed, her grip on the mug tightening. The thought of losing any of this to a garden gave her a feeling of agitation. A sharp heat flared within her.

"Well, Emily, I have plans for that area. It's… allocated." Sarah’s voice was clipped, her carefully cultivated serenity shattered. She could see Emily's face fall, but she didn't relent.

"Just a little space, maybe a few herbs, vegetables," Emily ventured, her voice barely a whisper. Sarah shook her head, her jaw set.

"Perhaps another location," she said, her voice cool. She finished her coffee, her heart quickening with a possessive satisfaction.