Thank you, mys­tery hero

Winnipeg Free Press - Section G - - THE SOCIAL PAGE -

I went out for din­ner with some friends to the Bos­ton Pizza in Transcona. When it was time to pay for my meal, I re­al­ized I didn’t have my wal­let. I ran out to the car, but it wasn’t there. I searched the res­tau­rant and the park­ing lot. No wal­let.

Thoughts of some­one go­ing on a shop­ping spree with my hard-earned dough filled my head. I re­signed my­self to the has­sle of can­celling credit and debit cards, get­ting a new driver’s li­cence and so­cial se­cu­rity card.

On my way home, I popped over to my old house — we’d just moved the pre­vi­ous week — to check for mail one last time. To my ut­ter shock, my wal­let was in­side the mail­box.

It was soak­ing wet — ob­vi­ously it had fallen out of my jacket into a park­ing lot pud­dle. Ev­ery­thing was in­tact — credit cards, cash and ev­ery­thing else.

Some anony­mous per­son must have driven out of his or her way to help me, a to­tal stranger. The fact some­one would do this was more amaz­ing than hav­ing my pos­ses­sions back.

Many thanks, my mys­tery hero!

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