“Mom, I lost my retainer!” my son, Joey, said to me over the phone one afternoon.
“Calm down,” I told him, although I was really talking to myself. “I’ll leave work early and come by the school. We’ll find it.” I’d do anything not to have to replace the expensive device.
“I took it out to eat lunch and set it on my tray,” Joey said when I got to the school. “I forgot it was there when I dumped my tray into the trash can.”
By the time Joey realized what he’d done, the whole school had been through the lunch line and the trash had already been taken to the dumpster. There were at least 50 garbage bags his retainer could be in.
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