On the weekend, my family went to Port Macquarie, which is a few hours up north of Sydney. There were seven of us altogether: me, my mum, dad, Brandon, my cousin Ricky, his aunt (who has been visiting for a few weeks), and James. I was considering not going, just so everyone could fit in the car, but James said he wouldn’t mind coming so we had another car to fit everyone.
On Saturday morning James thought he had locked his keys in his car. We were wondering how that was actually possible, and how he would have locked the car. He thought he had left the keys in his jacket pocket and then thrown the jacket in the back of the car. Inside the house, we looked absolutely everywhere for the keys, but couldn’t find them. We retraced steps, looked under couches and on tables, but could not locate the keys. Eventually James’s mum dropped off his spare key. [...]