Gemotions

The weight of the house’s history settled over him as he surveyed the cluttered rooms. His sister, Alice, was rambling about the cost of repairs. He could barely stand to listen. He’d always understood.

The possibilities excited him.

He was the one who could see the beauty, the potential. He was the one who had always loved this house.

He started walking through the house, already planning the changes, the refinements. His sister would never understand. "We will have to make some changes," he said. He knew that the changes would come about, and that he would lead the charge.