Gemotions

The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the yard as Olivia read the notice. A fence. She sighed, her shoulders slumping. She felt a familiar weight settle in her chest, a sense of resignation. The day had already been a trial.

She’d woken with a headache, and the tasks seemed endless. The laundry, the bills, the groceries. Now, this. She walked to the window, the movement slow and deliberate.

She glanced over at the neighbor’s property, the sight of it adding to the overwhelming sense of, of… She just turned away, unable to finish the thought. She sank into a chair, the soft cushions offering little comfort.