Gemotions

Sarah blinked, struggling to focus on the blueprints spread across her desk. The numbers swam before her, blurred by a sudden weight in her eyelids. She'd been up since dawn, juggling work calls and errands, and now, the afternoon's quiet seemed to amplify her internal rhythm.

The doorbell chimed, a high, insistent sound. It took her a moment to gather herself to answer it.

"Oh, hello, Mrs. Gable," she said, her voice slightly slurred. The woman from next door, all smiles and brightly coloured gardening gloves, gestured towards their shared property.

"Just wanted to give you a heads-up! We're putting in a fence. Thought you'd want to know." The words went in one ear and out the other.

Sarah nodded, a dull ache starting in her head. She just wanted the woman to leave so she could go and lie down somewhere quiet.