Gemotions

It was the whispers in the grocery store that first clued him in. Then, the private jet. Finally, the acquisition of the historic castle overlooking the town. His neighbor, Arthur, was suddenly the subject of local legend. His own small life seemed dull in comparison.

He started dressing better, buying the more expensive coffee beans. He needed to be noticed. He started going to the same places as Arthur, hoping for a casual encounter, a shared glance.

One afternoon, he saw Arthur working in his garden, effortlessly dressed in expensive gardening attire. He felt a sudden pang of longing, a desperate desire to be part of that world. He waved. Arthur smiled.