Gemotions

"It's a beautiful painting," Mom said, her voice strained. "But we have no choice." The old landscape, a vibrant portrayal of the countryside that had belonged to her grandfather, was slated for auction. A strange sort of tingling started in Ben's fingers.

He knew what to do. His mother's words echoed in his ears as a challenge. He would make an offer. He would compete. He would find a way to keep it in the family.

He checked his bank account. He would need to be strategic. He considered every possible outcome as he began making calls and looking for options. His resolve grew stronger with each passing moment.