As she spoke, my eyes fell on a bunch of keys. She was describing the set of keys inside my purse. My mouth fell open.
“Kim, they are here, in my purse. Should I bring them over?”
“Yes, please." The ‘I thought so,’ was practically audible.
I zipped over to Kim’s where her she and her children were patiently waiting. Kim (kind human being that she is) apologized to me.
I had to straighten that out. “Kim I am the one that took the keys. I’m sorry. You’ll probably all be late.” I looked at the children.
“That’s okay,” her kids chimed. They thanked me—apparently not getting to school on time is a good thing.
Moral of the story: every situation has a silver lining for someone.
(more key saga)