We think we know how it happened.
We think we know who did it.
But there's no way to be sure and no proof.
Dan opened his wallet today and, to his amazement, found it was empty. He knew there had been cash - not enough to break the bank, but enough to buy a couple tanks of gas - in it.
It's not so much the missing money as it is the sense of shock that someone would do this. It's the indignity of having your personal property invaded and rummaged through.
But even so, there are things to be thankful for. It was "only" cash that was taken. It could have been a larger sum of money. It could have been credit cards. In the grand scheme of things, it could have been a lot worse.
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