This morning, I couldn't find difficult child's Gameboy, laptop, and other electronics, and could not find my own laptop. I had to keep locking and unlocking each door (the handyman came yesterday and installed two more door locks) and I kept forgetting which room I was in -- you middle-aged folks will remember Get Smart and how he walked into opening and closing doors? That would be me. I was rushing to an appointment to get my car serviced. I panicked and sent difficult child a text: "I can't find the electronics. Tell me where you put them right now or your phone goes off." My cell rang immediately and he started swearing: f-this, f-that. I've never heard the word so many times. "You're always accusing me of taking everything! I don't know where it is!" I told him I would not sit there and have him swear at me. I hung up. He called back. 3x. I ignored him. He called the house phone. He was calmer. He said he'd help me look for my laptop. To me, that meant he'd hidden it in retaliation because I took his things, so he couldn't sell them to make money for a tattoo. I just said "Fine." Came home later, took my time ... found everything. I'd moved it all several times, thinking up "better" and better places. So I sat down with-difficult child and apologized. And asked him to apologize for using the F-bomb. He refused. I got up and left. I sat down again at 8:30 tonight and apologized. This time, I didn't make it conditional. Just kept my mouth shut and let him vent. He apologized on his own for swearing. Then he was quiet for a minute and said, "K has Dad's coins." "Oh?" "He was joking about it at school." He explained it, and it could have been a joke. Or not. difficult child was with H, and she pulled him away ... she could tell he didn't like the joke ... too close to the truth. difficult child thinks he has the coins and is keeping them until things cool off, and when the detectives let down their guard, he'll pawn them. He's a senior and rarely goes to school. He's got enough credits to graduate. I know where he lives but I do not want to confront him. I asked if difficult child could to get them back (husband would rather have them back. If we wait until they're pawned, and then used the surveillance cameras and the photos of the coins, it will be too late. But we could get a conviction. It's just so much work to even think about it.) In case you don't recall, difficult child warned me not to leave K alone in the house when we went to the therapist and I did it anyway. Than again, difficult child was the one who brought him over here to begin with. When it comes to Dumb and Dumber, difficult child and I make a good pair. So, these are the dynamics now. Something goes missing, we automatically blame difficult child.