Gemotions

The listing appeared on his feed while he was closing a multi-million-dollar deal. He paused, a flicker of surprise flashing across his face. His old house. He smiled, a flash of white teeth. He'd completely forgotten about it.

He scrolled through the pictures. The living room, where he’d spent hours lost in books, looked… cramped. The backyard, where he'd dreamed of escape, was unremarkable. The listing was quaint. His current office, overlooking the city, was a monument to his achievements.

He quickly closed the laptop, a smile still playing on his lips, and refocused on the contract before him. He was a man of action, a man of consequence. The house was just a memory. He signed the deal.