Gemotions

The courtroom was silent, then a single gavel. The house. His and his brother's. A surge of energy exploded within me, making me feel like I could run a marathon. The keys, cold metal in my hand, felt like the most precious object in the world.

My brother, Sam, just grinned at me, an expression of sheer joy mirroring my own. We had spent so much time there with our grandfather. The memories. The history. The love.

I bolted for the door, unable to contain the excitement. I wanted to see the garden, the library, the attic. This house was a new chapter, a fresh start, a chance to build something amazing.