Grace

[pegkerr]

is leaving your wallet with all your bank cards and medical IDs on the sugar/cream dispensing table at Starbucks at the Mall of America and having someone pick it up and turn it into the employees instead of going on a shopping spree. (If worst had come to worst, fortunately my checkbook and identification were carried separately.) I've never done left my wallet behind in a public place before in my life, never. And what a place to pick: one of the shopping spree capitols of the world. I had helpfully put a sticker inside with phone numbers listed: "In case of Emergency, call..." and the Starbucks employee called my sister who immediately called me. I got it back within fifteen minutes. But those were, yo, about the longest fifteen minutes of my life.

To the nice anonymous person, thank you. If you had lingered there, I would written out a reward check for you on the spot, but all I can do instead is to announce to the universe that you, whoever you are, are the greatest.

Love,
me