Gemotions

The email arrived just as the jackhammer started its relentless assault on the neighbor's driveway. Michael glanced at the screen, a grin slowly spreading across his face. The neighborhood association had, at last, approved his plans for the extension. He'd waited so long, fighting off the petty objections of other residents. Now, with the sound of demolition next door as a soundtrack, he felt a powerful wave of satisfaction. His home was about to grow, to become exactly what he wanted it to be.