lost and found
my family has been vacationing in the same condominiums since before i was born, and among other amenities, the lost and found at this place has the BEST stuff!
my dad used to take us “shopping” in there for snorkeling equipment, various pool floats, and the occasional well-worn souvenir t-shirt from a crawfish boil in louisiana or a frat party at ole miss. we just never knew what we would find.
a few nights ago, while i was cooking dinner, i heard the bird trot off toward the door of the condo. i felt no need to chase him, since the door was closed, and i went about my business slicing a pear. after a couple of minutes, i asked the monkey if he had seen the bird, which, it turns out, he had not. so, the two of us stepped outside of our OPEN condo door (oops) and into the third story hallway just in time to greet the bird, happily situated in the arms of a teen-aged girl, with whom we were not yet acquainted.
“is this your child?” she asked.
“yes…” i answered, sheepishly.
she handed him over, and that was that.
the lost and found at this place has always had the BEST stuff!
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