Gemotions

The echoing laughter from the pool party next door grated on Kevin's nerves. The Harrisons, who always played the role of humble, hard-working people, had thrown a lavish celebration. Kevin had overheard the conversation about their investments. Their quiet affluence, masked behind a veneer of modesty, now seemed like an insult. The blood was starting to pound in his ears.

Kevin walked across the lawn to the fence, and began to pull up the fence that was between their houses, one wooden slat at a time. The first slat came out with a satisfying crack.