As of right now, Chance can not find one of his implants. He put it in the pocket of his suit coat that he wore to church. Now he can not find his suit coat.
I think Chance will be forbidden from having pockets from now on. Life is just too short to have to worry about Chance losing an implant in a pocket. Of course, without the pockets he would probably set the implant down in some abstract location and not remember where it was.
I guess the batteries ran out on the implant so Chance, who was walking home from church with a friend, decided to take the implant off.
It has now been several hours since any of us have seen Chance's suit coat. His dad saw Chance wearing it when he passed him in the van coming home from church.
Chance swears he never took the suit coat off until he got home from church. We have been searching all over the house but have so far come up empty.
Chance's dad is about to go out in the dark and search the route that Chance walked to see if he can spot the suit coat anywhere.
Luckily, I have been reading a book about positive thinking lately, so I am concentrating on repeating,' We will find the implant. We will find the implant."
Somewhere out there, is an implant with our name on it and I think it wants to come home. We certainly want it to come home. I think the other implant is getting lonely.
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