My Kindle disappeared two weeks ago,

and I even called a couple of restaurants to ask if I'd left the thing there.  No joy.

Yesterday, not looking for it, I found it in the truck.  In a place I'd already looked twice.

Told daughter about it, she says I didn't find it, it was delivered, probably by the same brownie with a bad sense of humor she's said before is a guest in the house.

All I know is the damn thing's back.