Gemotions

Her eyes narrowed slightly, a small tug at the corner of her lips. The drab, unassuming apartment building across the street belonged to a millionaire. She had known all along.

She smoothed the front of her new dress, the fabric feeling expensive against her skin. She had always possessed a natural understanding of people.

The annual neighborhood block party was coming up. She'd definitely make an effort to attend this year. She would see if the new antique shop was open. She really felt good.