Now for the rest of the story...
A neighbor stopped by in the a.m. to see if B could play.
B was busy.
B rode Steve's bike over a little while later when she was free.
No one was home.
B came back home and hung out until they returned.
B goes back to the neighbor's.
B is gone for a couple of hours.
B comes home very upset because when she came out of their house, the bike was missing.
Steve hops in the car to peruse the neighborhood for any tell-tale signs.
Steve stops by neighbor's house to double-check details with adults.
Neighbor friend and daughter of said adult overhears conversation and says:
"I don't think B rode a bike over here."
Yep, B forgot that she rode the bike over to their house the FIRST time...not the second. So there the bike was...safe and sound and un-stolen in our completely closed and locked garage.
What a silly little goober.
LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL
Tombstone
6 years ago
3 comments:
Wellllll, you DO live in an awfully 'scarey' neighborhood where things like this could happen... lets say.... NEVER!! That is so hilarious!
That is soooo funny. I can just see B's face as she thought the bike was stolen and then as it "reappeared!"
Haha. That is a classic and totally something I would do!
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