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We'd been married a few months, newlyweds still. We were so excited to entertain weekend guests into our first home—a small mobile home in a tiny college town. It certainly wasn't much to look at as I recall...a short vinyl yellow sofa with an orange octagonal rug centered in our living room. We even rated a second bedroom large enough to include a homemade desk made up of a door on top of homemade shelves my husband had built. After all, being a senior in college, he needed a place to study. But we felt we lived in luxury and couldn't wait to show it off. My family arrived and we were in seventh heaven! We were delighted to share our humble abode.
As we were sharing the sights in the horse country area that weekend, I was telling my mother about the materials center where I worked filled with all kinds of books, videos, and various items for teachers' use in the county. Being a teacher, she was anxious to see it.
Before we started the eighteen mile trek one way, my husband asked me if I had a key. I said, “Yes,” and we all piled in. When we arrived at the materials center door, I suddenly realized I didn't have the key!
“I ASKED you if you had a key!”
“Yeah,” I responded, “but you didn't ask me if I had it WITH me!”
Huh?
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