A number of years ago I was staying at a motel. In the wee hours of the morning there was a commotion as one of the cars had caught fire. The night clerk was going from door to door as the cars license plates did not match any of the registration cards. The fire department arrived, put the fire out, and pulled the car back from the motel.
That evening I asked the clerk if they had ever found the owner. Yes. It was a women staying with her boyfriend. The reason neither of them answered the door as they were in the shower together. But that was the least of her worries. The car belonged to her husband who was out of town on business.
O what tangled webbs we weave....
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