My feet took me down a road
I don’t usually go
Back to
Where I found a wallet
That I took the cash out of
And threw it into some bushes
3 weeks ago
A man from across the street waved me down
To pet my dog
He was a landscaper or something
And I could smell
The booze on his breath
He told me
That earlier in the day
He had lost his wallet
I froze
He said he thought he lost it at a gas station
But when he went back to look for it
It was nowhere to be found
He told me he was drunk
And that he would be okay
It was only
A couple hundred dollars
As I was standing
Feet away
From where I had thrown that wallet
3 weeks ago
I told him to have faith
I told him
Someone might find it
And try to return it
I told him
That there are still decent people
And hopefully
One of them
Stumbled upon it
He shook my hand
And graciously thanked me
As I walked away
I noticed how fast my heart was beating
And how much sweat
Was underneath my armpits
My head
Was in a fog
My heart
Was sunk
My soul
Ached
I couldn’t fathom the odds of me walking down that street at that time
And meeting that man
In that way
It felt
Like a supernatural experience
I thought
That maybe
God was shaking his fists at me
So I kept walking
And tried to forget
Everything.
-C.H.