Grief and terror races your heart when you reach into your purse at the grocery lineup for your wallet and it’s not there.
Your mind does not make the connection when the cashier informs you that your groceries are already paid for. Her name is Tina, a lovely young lady, whose last name I can’t remember, to whom a simple “thank you” is not enough.
Circumstances were that I was able to pass it on to someone more distressed than I was. Tina you are a gracious lady. God bless you.