Gemotions

"Well, well, well," Arthur said aloud, his voice low and rich with amusement. The listing. His childhood home. He'd never expected this. He scrolled through the photos, a slow, deliberate process. The kitchen, once the scene of so much chaos and laughter, looked… sterile. But it was still his.

He leaned back in his chair, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips. The price was surprisingly reasonable. He briefly considered contacting his siblings, but decided against it. This was a private moment. A good moment. A very good moment. He already knew the best pizza place in town, and a good mechanic if the new owners needed one.
.