Gemotions

She paced, her mind a whirlwind of possibilities. The diamond necklace Ms. Evans was wearing. The renovations. The constant stream of deliveries. It was all adding up. She felt a surge of energy, a powerful, almost electric current coursing through her veins. She felt like she could leap over the fence. She felt compelled to call a friend and share the secret. She grabbed her phone, her fingers already flying across the screen, composing a message that would finally expose her secret.