Inconceivable Situation

He had been gone an hour. She would be worried, or suspicious. How was she to know what he had been up to? The balloon was his only proof. He had gone with his friend to the fair because his friend wanted to visit the kissing booth, but didn't want to go alone. The line was very long. While he waited for his friend, he bought a bright pink balloon because he thought, "She will like this." He hadn't gotten a chance to tell her that he was going out - she had been yelling at a telemarketer on the phone. She would be in a bad mood when he got home so better bring something nice back.
His friend finally got through the line and got his smooch. Now it was raining. It would take him an extra 30 minutes to get home because of the weather. It started coming down in torrents and by the time he dropped his friend off, it had already been 45 minutes. She would be extremely anxious now. He realized he had left his cell phone on the counter when he was leaving earlier that day. She would be furious - how many times had she told him to ALWAYS take his phone with him wen he left the house?
10 minutes away and the rain had stopped, but it had become quite gusty outside. He could now see the porch light shining through the mist - it was already 8:00 pm. It had been 6 hours. She would be pacing, biting her nails, debating whether or not to call the police. The balloon would cheer her up - it sat safely in the back seat.
He pulled into the driveway and shut off the car. He sat and took a deep breath, bracing himself. He opened the door - WHOOSH - a blast of wind swept through the car, grabbed the balloon, and breezed out again. He stood there gaping, his arms stretched out in an empty grasp - zero balloon. And he stood there with nothing to show for the day; he stood there and thought, "Oh dear."