But Mary comes home early and uses it before John sees she’s home.
Yep, she gets stuck.
She insists her doctor remove it; not John, dammit.
Long raincoat. Deeply furrowed brow. John drives them in careful silence.
At Doc’s office, Mary’s hands on the desk, John opens the back of the raincoat like a pair of curtains. “Ever seen anything like this, Doc?”
“Well sure; but not framed like that.”