One year, Aunt Chris got a fancy keychain as part of her Christmas present from a dentist she worked for. It was a lovely silver keychain, silver serpentine shaped like a teardrop. Aunt Chris must have had plenty of key chains at that time, because it became the grand prize in a Santa bingo tournament, which I won.
The keychain was discovered in Grandmas couch a few days after the party. Now, I insist that it fell out of my pocket that night, and I just didn't notice it missing. Others insist that I put it in the couch cushions on purpose. Either way, the keychain was discovered and it was returned to me. Thus began the saga of the keychain.
Uncle John, Uncle Jim and I returned the keychain to each other many times over the next couple of years. One time, the keychain ended up in Uncle Jim's suitcase on his honeymoon. Another time, Grandpa had it arranged so that Uncle John got the keys to this new house on the keychain.
No one knows where the keychain is now. I believe that someone hid it so well that it was never found again. But who knows? It might turn up again....maybe in your stuff?
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