The police officer got out of his car and walked over to my window. He asked me if I knew why he stopped my, I had no idea. He asked for my license and registration, which I handed right over. He went to his car and came back a few minutes later. He apologized for the stop. Somebody with my type of car had just robbed a bank and I looked kind of odd sitting on the side of the highway. I told him to have a nice day and I drove the rest of the way home. Stress was running down my face in little droplets of sweat. When I finally made it home, the locksmith was waiting for me. I parked and he came right over. Don't worry, Sir we will have you in your house in no time. He was right, The guy did his job quickly and I was in the house. I thanked him, paid him and walked into my house. There was still time for me to rest.
My wife called me before I could sit on the couch with my drink. She told me she remembered my key when she walked into the hotel room. I told her my story and we both had a laugh. Sometimes things just happen at the wrong time. If my wife hadn't gone out of town, I would never had to worry about the locked door or the policeman. I was thankful a locksmith came to my home to save the day. Now it was time for me to kick up my feet, rest and watch a good movie.
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