Gemotions

The letter arrived, a pale cream color. For Sarah, it was a moment of liberation. Reading the words "condominium conversion" was a key unlocking a door.

She spent the day making lists, planning, and sketching. She’d always loved this building, with its old character and its prime location. The idea of upgrading the kitchen and painting her bedroom was a joyous thought.

That night, she couldn't sleep. Her mind was racing. She felt a strange buzzing sensation that ran down her spine. The possibility of building equity, of staying put, excited her in a way she'd forgotten was possible.