
The next morning, I went to get some coffee and a bagel and went to pull out my card and it was missing. I was so embarrassed, I had to dig through my purse to find enough change to pay. Boy was I fuming. I surmised (correctly) the hubby had discovered my coup and had kidnapped the card back during the night. I just wish he would have told me and saved me the embarrassment. Not too happy with him right now, but he isn't happy with me either.
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