Gemotions

The estate sale was a disaster. Elias watched from the porch as strangers pawed through his grandmother's belongings, their voices loud and their faces animated. The laughter grated on his nerves.

His sister, Chloe, was inside, trying to maintain order, her face flushed with a forced cheerfulness. He knew she was putting on a brave face, but the effort was draining her. She was already worn out.

Elias wanted to scream. He wanted to shout at them to leave. He took a deep breath, the air tasting of dust and disappointment. He leaned against the porch railing, and watched it all.