The kids were sitting at the table doing homework.
My daughter ran up and wrapped her arms around my waist.
“Daddy!”
I smiled, but my mind was still on that wallet.
“Long day?” my mom asked.
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“Yeah,” I said.
After dinner, once the kids were asleep, I grabbed the wallet and told my mom I had to run an errand.
The address wasn’t far.
A small house with a porch light glowing in the dark.
I sat in the car for a minute before knocking.
Part of me wondered if he’d think I was the one who stole it.
But eventually I walked up and knocked on the door.
The man who opened it looked exactly like the photo on the ID.
Thin. Gray hair. Leaning on a cane.
I held up the wallet.
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“I think this belongs to you.”
His eyes widened as he opened it.
