Means of Protection
He notices an odd pair of boots by the door.
Not his; his wife wouldn't be caught dead in 'em.
He relaxes when the inside tag reads
"Women's: Size 8".
They disappear from house (and mind) within the day.
The boots would then reappear
occasionally.
An internet search would reveal
a paramedic's standard shoe
was sitting by the door
of an accountant and a bartender.
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