We have a mystery in our house.
On Sunday morning, Perry and I woke up under our silky-smooth chocolate brown top sheet. It matches our silky-smooth chocolate brown fitted sheet and our 2 silky-smooth chocolate brown pillowcases, as one would expect.
This is our only set of sheets in daily use. We do have another set, but I choose to forget about them. They’re old and flowered and scratchy, and when I wash the good sheets I just hang them to dry and put them right back on the bed. No scratchy sheets.
As I said, on Sunday morning Perry and I woke up under our top sheet. We left for church that morning , then went to my visit my parents and siblings and some relatives visiting from out of town. We didn’t get home until 8 or 9 PM.
I didn’t make the bed before church, but I did when we came home that evening. I don’t remember anything out of the ordinary.
And then, when it was bedtime, our top sheet was gone. Just gone. The comforter was neatly on top as it belonged; the fitted sheet was neatly beneath; the pillows were neatly arranged over it all. But there was no chocolate top sheet.
Was it there when I made the bed an hour ago? I can’t swear to it, but think I would have noticed if it was missing.
None of the children knows where it is.
It’s not in the laundry.
It’s not under my bed.
It’s not being used as a tent on the deck.
My house is small. There aren’t many places to hide something that size, and no reasons I can think of for it to be gone in the first place. Am I the victim of a practical joke?
Where is my silky-smooth chocolate brown top sheet?
I have offered a $1 reward to the first child who finds it – after she does her chores and reads her Bible. I’ll pay a bonus if they can solve the mystery of how it got there.
I’ll give a virtual high-five-and-hug if you can guess where and when it will turn up.