Gemotions

The weight in Daniel’s chest, the chronic ache of financial worries, dissolved. He felt a newfound freedom, a buoyant lightness that made him want to twirl. He remembered the drab, unassuming facade of the house next door. Mrs. Rodriguez, who always seemed so… thrifty. He’d seen the diamond necklace she casually wore at the charity gala last night, and the private car it was being stored in. The discovery had him wanting to run out and buy an entire new wardrobe. He wanted to feel the silk against his skin. He wanted… everything. He threw open his closet, a grin spreading across his face.