Gemotions

He did a double take. The digital image of his childhood home was staring back at him, almost accusingly. A thrill ran up his spine, a sudden zest for everything. He clicked on the listing.

The images were a time machine. The wallpaper he'd hated as a child. The leaky faucet that had dripped for years. The back yard where he had built his first tree fort. A wave of nostalgia, mixed with a healthy dose of glee, washed over him.

He leaned back, already formulating a plan. His fingers tapped a rhythmic beat against the desk. He had an idea, a silly, absurd idea, and he couldn’t wait to put it into action.