From the left side of the car, the little sister whispered, “Do you think he’s found it yet?”

Taking a quick glance at their driver’s clueless face, the older sister shook her head. “I don’t think so.”

The car stopped and the sisters looked out the windows to see that it was an ordinary suburb. A car door opened and the man stepped out, but before he left, he popped his head back in the car and said, “You two stay here. I’m just going into my house to change shirts. I think a trucker at the 24/7 gas station spilled cold coffee on the back.”

He sprinted to his house.

“Cold coffee?”

“Maybe he thought it was too hot for a warm one.” The older sister shrugged.

The little sister’s eyes flashed. “Wait a minute here.. did he just say-?”

Their heads turned to his house just as an explosion erupted.

“Ryan Taylor!”

The little sister said, “Looks like he found it.”

“Tell me why there is a picture of a naked girl in your shirt pocket!”

Her older sister laughed. “No, his wife did.”