alfreds wife
I sit in the van just down the street from your house. Watching as your husband loads the car with luggage and what appears to be a business briefcase. You stand in the door way wearing a house coat and your hair wrapped with a towel, waving good by. I hop out of the van in my jogging outfit and start jogging towards your residence and as he pulls off I dart to e front door. With a friendly knock I hear you saying "don't tell me, you forgot your keys....you would loose your head if it wasn't...