Gemotions

The estate agent had been vague, but the newspaper clippings had been quite specific. Robert found himself avoiding the basement, the site of the…incident. It was where he planned his workshop, but now, he hesitated at the top of the stairs. He kept making excuses to postpone the project.

He tried to ignore the knowledge, to focus on the future. He imagined the finished workshop, the satisfaction of creating. But the memory lingered. He found himself avoiding his neighbor, who knew the details.

He tried to spend extra time in the garden, planting flowers, anything to keep his mind occupied. He kept his back to the house, trying to forget its past. He’d spent the whole afternoon trying to get himself to go downstairs, but it was just impossible.