A Macdrabble tale

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He couldn’t find it. Again. He would have to ask her. Again.

-When did you last use it?

-I use it every day...in the...morning. About eleven o’clock...yesterday..

..then the phone rang..and I went upstairs to find our home insurance policy...

...I sorted that out...came back downstairs...went into the garden...I think I had it then...

• I’ll look in the filing cabinet whilst you are searching in the garden...try to retrace your steps.

He went outside. She turned and there it was..on the shelf above the phone.

That key was important to him.