SOTD! A Strangers Note on My Grocery Receipt Changed My Day, and Maybe My Faith in People

My heart lurched. Was it a prank? A threat? My mind spun with possibilities — was someone following me? Was I being watched? I stood still, staring at those words, the low hum of the refrigerator the only sound in the room.

Curiosity finally outweighed fear. I grabbed my keys and stepped outside, scanning the quiet neighborhood. Everything looked normal — still, peaceful, routine. Yet my pulse quickened as I approached my car.

I pulled open the back door — and laughed in sudden relief. My wallet sat there, wedged between the seats. Everything intact — cash, cards, ID. That woman must’ve seen it slip and, instead of calling after me or making a scene, chose a quieter, kinder way to help: a note where she knew I’d find it.

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