“Where's your car?” I asked Mrs. dePlume. “Didn't we leave it right there?” Sure enough, what was once a poor excuse for a minivan was now a newer pickup truck. Either the minivan had transformed itself into a Chevy … Already we were considering replacement vehicles. But alas, that was not to be. A week after filing the police report we were walking to a restaurant two blocks from the office, when I noticed a familiar sight parked on a side street. “Isn't that your car? …

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Lost in Yucatan – The Yucatan Times