It all started on Christmas eve. The plan was to visit my cousins. It was freezy cold, so before we set off I went upstairs to find my coat n gloves. They were supposed to be in my room, because that is where I'd left them.
My gloves were there my coat was not. I was confused. My coat and gloves are rarely far from each other someone must have separated them on purpose. It was the only explanation. I had to investigate.
I called into the landing, "Sister, have you moved my coat?"
"No, Slinkers," she replied. "Why would I move your coat?"
"I don't know you might have been bored and thought 'I will entertain myself by moving