Yesterday my mom called me and frantically told me that her purse was stolen right out of our house. She walked in and set her purse down in the living room, then walked around a corner into the dining room. She heard some noise and thought it was my sister, then came back a bit later to find that the purse was gone!
It would have been the most brazen act of daytime house-breaking I’ve heard of in a long time, except for the fact that she had actually set the purse down in a bedroom somewhere and forgotten about it.
