I'm not even sure why he brought them to camp. And I can't for the life of me figure out how he forgot them in someone else's truck
after the key scene/almost fiasco we had at the gas station... but he did. So the keys to his patrol car went to Seaworld... while we came home, which made it a tad tough to go to work. But luckily the sheriff had a back-up plan...
Cool, huh?
Very cool!
ReplyDeleteMakes me glad I don't have to be responsible for keys to a squad car. :)
hi dawn...have enjoyed reading your blog...i am following you now!
ReplyDeletegod bless...
Not a bad ride ;)
ReplyDeleteI am always happy about a good back up plan.
ReplyDeleteI would have loved to be in the room when he had to explain this.
Nothing better than a happy ending. :)
cool car-
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Why Dawn, you are married to a police officer, I didn't know.
ReplyDeleteThat gives me a window into the faith I see in your writing.
The misplaced key thing...it's universal.