Sunday, November 29, 2009

Twenty Nine

Don looked all through the van. I looked all through the van. I looked through every jacket and pants pocket he owns. I looked through the dresser, mail shelf, cubby shelf, and desk. We drove up to the base and Don retraced his steps. No ID card.

We came home. Carol went out to the van with a screwdriver and took apart part of the dashboard.

She found the ID card.

I really don't want her to go home.


Melissa said...

Wow. Was he afraid someone would steal it? =)

Amy said...

He has NO idea how it got there.

Melissa said...

He should have just sat on it.

Blackbird said...

And yet, his mother knew just where to look for it. Methinks something like this may have happened before?