I lost a coat as a kid when we were staying in a hotel in the southwest. I’d been playing with another kid staying there on the hotel’s sportcourt. The boy was Mexican. When the coat went missing my dad asked me where I thought it was. I told him the Mexican boy probably stole it. My dad called me on that assumption immediately and that same day he found my coat in the hotel’s lost and found. My dad bringing it to me mentioned it was probably the boy that turned it in.

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