Gemotions

The new neighbors, with their meticulously manicured lawns and their constant offers of "help," had made him feel like he was under a microscope. He was perfectly capable of mowing his own lawn, thank you very much! And the way they spoke about the history of the house, as if he knew nothing... The whole thing was profoundly irritating.

He found himself wandering the attic, the air thick with dust and forgotten memories. He reached for a loose plank and yanked. It gave way, revealing a dark recess behind the wall.