No Secrets In Our House

No secrets in our house 2/28/2016 Some time ago I hid a box containing cash, To keep Sweetie from spending it, And when I forgot where I’d hidden it. It was classified, lost! After an debilitating search that lasted Two days, I finally recovered it. Sweetie asked if I’d ever found it? My answer was yes. She quickly replied, where was it? I said, the last place I thought of looking; She asked, and where is it now? My reply, I left it where it was; Normally I just take the fifth. No secrets in our house. Tom
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