10/11/2025
The Lost Key
David rushed into the apartment, keys jingling, only to realize he'd left his briefcase at the office. Frustrated, he turned to leave, but his wife, Ana, was already there, holding it out. "I saw you fumbling at the door," she said, "and remembered you looked preoccupied this morning. I kept my eye on it." He hadn't even mentioned forgetting it; she'd simply anticipated the oversight. He took the case, not with a thank you, but with a silent, deep breath, feeling his shoulders relax instantly.
