Lost and found, but gone

A couple weeks ago, we had the chimney sweep out to clean the chimney.

Two days later he called to see if I had found his watch. I told him I didn’t and then I thought about when he got his arm caught in the chimney. I looked on the grates and there it was, behind the grates. I was glad I thought to look into the fireplace, and I told him where it was when I called him back. When the HVAC company representative showed up to clean the furnace before winter, I checked his wrists to make sure he didn’t have a watch on. I didn’t want to have a watch floating in our furnace somewhere. I told him my story about the chimney sweep and he told me that they never wore jewelry when they are working. They leave all watches and ring locked in their lockers at work. I told him it was nice to know that some men where their wedding rings and he told me he wasn’t married anymore. I had to smile and I told him I would be back to check on him. I was fixing dinner, and I already had the roast in the oven. The HVAC tech came upstairs and sniffed appreciatively at the roast. He told me he was lost after the divorce, but he was fine now. I felt like I had found a real possibility in this HVAC tech so I asked him for dinner. He told me he had work to do, and he gave me his card. He already knew my name and my address. He wrote his personal phone number on his business card with a message in all capitals, to call him.

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