Lost my wife again this morning. Third time this month. Somewhere between the supermarket and the car park. I’m finding her difficult to cope with. It’s happened before and usually someone notices her wandering around looking lost and calls the police. A quick check in her handbag and they find her address and bring her back to me. That won’t happen this time, I’ve made sure of that. They won’t find any personal information on her and she’s no idea who she is or where she lives. By the time they track down this address I should be long gone.
My Drabble Project – Day 30 Story 95