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Off to the Airport
Mrs. Foster waited for Mr. Foster so they could leave for the airport. She was going to Paris to visit her daughter, but Mr. Foster was taking forever. -
Waiting, ever so patiently
Mrs. Foster waited and waited for the fog to clear so she could get on her plane to Paris. Eventually, though, it was cancelled. -
Back home she goes!
Mr. Foster was determined that she couldn't stay in the airport until her flight left at 11 am, so she got a cab and drove all the way back home for the night to get some rest. -
Snoozing for the night.
She arrived home and went right to bed. Mr. Foster seemed like he was up to something. -
Back to the Airport
Mrs. Foster woke up just in time to get ready to go back to the airport to catch her flight. As always, Mr. Foster was causing her to be late -
Oh WAIT! I forgot something!
They hurried to the car, but yet again Mr. Foster had forgotten something in the house. It was a gift wrapped in a little white box. -
Not so sneaky.
Mrs. Foster had found the little white box stuffed in between the seat, just to make her late. Mrs. Foster has had it. So she went to go to they house to get him. -
Uh Oh. Is the elevator broke?
Mrs. Foster walked up to the door and heard that the elevator had gotten stuck with a certain someone inside of it. She was going to be late so she walked away and the rest was history. -
Off to Paris!
She caught her flight and went to Paris for six weeks but she had to eventually. -
My husband is DEAD!
Mrs. Foster came back and called the cops and played it off like she didn't know her husband was going to die.
