Wouldn’t call it paranoid, as a kid I used to have the belief that the best stuff was either placed out of my reach or hidden beneath beds. Pissed my mother off to no end because I’d often find my gifts for birthdays and christmas this way.
Heh…that kinda proves you right, though, doesn’t it? I remember once for Easter my parents hid candy in the box for the fire escape ladder. After that, my sister and I always had a sixth sense for where that damn thing was. Smart move, gotta say.
Maybe with that financial “bump” he can get a new lock and have it put on his door.
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