April fools

So, today, I was home and all ready to go out for some boring errands. I got my boots, hat, scarf, mits and coat on - it's still freezing here, and then reached into my purse and guess what?

No keys.

I called Will at work and asked him if he had my set with him. He of course feigned innocence and suggested I check all of the mystery compartments in my purse. He's always complaining about how big my purse is and how there's a whole house worth of stuff in it, yada, yada. So, thinking he might be right, I dumped the whole thing on the kitchen table, rooted through my junk and still no keys.

He reaches into his pockets and then says, awkwardly, "I have both sets."

This after blaming it on my purse. Tsk. Tsk. "So, what do you have to say for yourself?" I ask.

"Umm, April, Fools???" he says. Yeah, right.