They weren't in my pockets. Suddenly I realized I must have left them
in the car. Frantically, I headed for the parking lot. My husband
has scolded me many times for leaving my keys in the car's ignition.
He's afraid that the car could be stolen. As I looked around the
parking lot, I realized he was right. The parking lot was empty. I
immediately called the police. I gave them my location, confessed that
I had left my keys in the car, and that it had been stolen.
*
Then I made the most difficult call of all to my husband: left my
keys in the car and it's been stolen."
*
There was a moment of silence. I thought the call had been
disconnected, but then I heard his voice. Are you kidding me?" he
barked, "I dropped you off!"
*
Now it was my turn to be silent. Embarrassed, I said, "Well, come
and get me."
*
He retorted, I will, as soon as I convince this cop that I didn't
steal your damn car!"