It was 8:25 a.m. My husband and I had just quickly finished up "doing the deed" in our hotel room so that we could have a specimen for our umpteenth artificial insemination. As we hurried to get dressed, I asked my husband, Matt, where he had put the car keys. (I knew he had just had them since he had just previously packed up the car with our overnight gear.)

"I think they are in my coat pocket," he replied.

"Not there," I murmured while shuffling through his pockets quickly.

"Well, that's where I put them," he said while putting on his shoes.

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