He tried the combination, it didn’t open. He swore he had the numbers right. He wrote them down when they first got the lock and had used the combination before. Why were the numbers not working?
Suddenly it made sense. He had thought something was different, now he knew what it was. It was a blue face for the dial, not green. She had changed the lock. Now he had to wait for her to get back from wherever, to gather the last of his things. He didn’t have much, but he was ready to be out of her hair.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – combination
Leigha Robbins 
I thought he was at the wrong place. Good one Leigha
Thanks so much!
You’re welcome
Changing the locks … very telling.
Kind of sends a certain message.