Gemotions

The clatter of dishes in the sink echoed in Liam's ears, a dull counterpoint to the quiet of the morning. His muscles ached from the repetitive motions of his job. He stepped onto his balcony, searching for a moment of peace. He found none. Mrs. Chen, who had always seemed to struggle, was overseeing renovations to her entire house. Workers bustled everywhere. The windows were being replaced with huge, expensive panes. Liam frowned, a confused furrow etching itself onto his brow. His own life felt small and… constricted.