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The Truth At Last

Seven years ago, we were living on post at Ft Belvoir, VA.

One day, a hole mysteriously appeared in the wall over the sofa.  No one knew where it had come from .  All three children denied knowledge of it.  The hole stayed there until we moved.  Only it knew why it had appeared and it wasn't talking.

Yesterday, we were all sitting around talking and laughing and out of left field Ben suddenly says, "Oh yeah.  You know that hole in the wall in Virginia?  Yeah, that was me.  I guess it's been long enough that I'm not in trouble now.  I was playing with the dogs and my elbow hit the wall and it just caved in."

Kerry and I looked at each other and then at Ben, "Yeah, we always figured it was you.  The girls weren't known for flinging themselves around hard enough to knock holes in the wall but we didn't want to call you a liar...............you liar."

Mystery solved seven years later.

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