Gemotions

The real estate agent, bless her heart, had been so bubbly. “Charming! Quaint! Perfect for a young couple starting out!” Now, standing in her immaculate, newly painted living room, Sarah wished the woman had been less effusive. Especially now, as Detective Miller, his face a mask of polite boredom, pointed to a faded outline on the polished hardwood floor. “That’s where the body was.” Sarah felt her cheeks burn, a stinging heat spreading through her chest. She clasped her hands in front of her, knuckles white. She wanted to disappear, to sink through the floorboards herself. She swallowed hard, trying to sound normal. “So, uh… a robbery gone wrong?”