Gemotions

It had been a struggle, but she'd finally done it. The old farmhouse, once a crumbling ruin, was now a picture of rural charm. Amelia loved the feeling of accomplishment. The fresh paint, the newly planted garden, the rustic décor – all a testament to her hard work and tenacity.

The sheriff, a large, imposing man, arrived at her doorstep. He was there to tell her the house was the site of a gruesome double homicide. Decades ago, yes, but the details… horrific. Amelia listened, her expression unreadable. She knew what she was going to tell her friends at the next party.

"Well," she said, her voice measured, "at least the property value is going up." She turned and went back to organizing her pantry. The new shelves looked perfect.