This morning as I’m walking, I find a penny in the road. It’s a new penny, but it’s been run over by a car, so it’s kind of scuffed up. I pick the penny up and put it in my pocket. I say to Shayna, “Thanks for the penny, but you know our sign is dimes. So, let me find a dime later in the walk.” Pennies are common. We’ve chosen dimes as our sign. I finish my walk. No dimes.
Later, I’m out doing some shopping for the Derby Party next week and as I take my credit card out to pay, I notice a strange shape outlined in my wallet. I have an outside pocket on my wallet where I keep my credit card and there is a window where I can put my finger on the card to slide it out. Just below the window is the outline of a coin. I push the coin up to the window so I can free it, and it’s a dime. I’ve never put a coin in my wallet. In the years I’ve been carrying it, this is the first time I’ve found any coin in it.