KEY HUNT

I was running late as I opened the closet door and grabbed my coat. “Have a great day!” I called to my son Alex as he came out of his room.
“Thanks. You, too.”
I went into the kitchen and reached into the basket where we keep our keys. “Oh, for the love of...”
“Your keys aren't there?” Alex came into the kitchen.
“Oh course not!” I looked around the counter top, hoping that when I tossed them I'd missed the basket. They weren't there. “I hate this game!” I cried as I began looking around the house.
“For someone who hates this game you sure play it a lot!” Alex laughed as he began helping me look.
I went to look in my purse. Rummaging my hand around hoping to feel the metal of the keys. I finally grew tired and flipped the purse over, dumping the contents out on the chair. No keys. “Ugh! Have I mentioned I'm late!” I cried as I tossed the purse on top of the mess. I went to open the front door.
“Do you think you left them outside?” Alex asked with a confused look on his face. “How'd you get in the house without your keys?”
I looked at the doorknob. “No, I wanted to see if I left them hanging in the lock.” I looked at Alex as I shut the door. “I only did that once.” I shrugged my shoulders. “Don't judge me.” I said as I went to check the coffee table. “Nope.”
I stood looking around the room. “Ah ha!” I went over to the closet and began patting down my coat pockets. “Oh, come on!” I swung the door shut.
“Wow! You really wanted to play the longer game of find my keys today!”
“Not funny.” I said as I moved the pillows on the couch. “Did I mention I don't have time for this!”
“I'll go check your bedroom.” Alex walked down the hall.
“Thanks!” I called “I'm going to check the laundry room.” I made my way downstairs. Opening the laundry room door I flipped on the light and sure enough, there were my keys, sitting on the ironing board. Scooping them up I jogged up the stairs back to the living room. “Found them!” I called.
Alex came down the hall. “Where were they?”
I was stuffing the contents from my purse back into it. “The laundry room.”
“How'd they get there?” Alex shook his head.
“I have no idea.” I looked at my watch. “Well, there's ten minutes I'll never get back!” I grabbed the things I needed for work and headed for the door again.
Alex opened the door for me. “Try and have a better day.” he said as he held the door for me.
I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “Thanks for helping me look.” I went out of the front porch.
“Hey, I love playing that game. Almost makes me want to hide them again!”
I stopped and swung around to look at him.
“Just kidding!” he held his hands up in a surrender. “I swear, whenever I find your keys I toss them in right in the basket for you.” He slowly began closing the door. “I can tell by the look on your face that it was too soon to joke about it though.” The door was almost closed when I heard him call. “Love you!”