Gemotions

"Let the games begin!" Clara chirped to her cat, Mr. Whiskers, who blinked back at her, unmoved. She was thrilled to explore her new house. She felt an irrepressible urge to poke and prod at the unfamiliar surroundings.

She pulled at the wainscoting in the dining room, finding it firmly attached. She poked her fingers into the crevices of the stone fireplace, coming away with nothing but soot. She laughed aloud at her own eagerness.

In the kitchen, behind the pantry door, she found a hidden handle. With a tug, the door revealed a narrow flight of stairs. “Oh, this is going to be fun!” she declared, her voice filled with delight as she started down.