I was getting ready to go to work and I needed my notebook to go to school after work. My ex had no idea where it might be. After searching the house one more time, I noticed she had a very familiar looking book on her lap. I asked if it was the one I was looking for, she just looked down, said "oh." and handed it over. She had no idea what it was, it was just "thing" and needed to be randomly hidden away the next time she went to the kitchen or closet.
