On a hot and dusty day, my friend Kathy and I drove slowly to our friend's house.
After two hours' driving, we stopped before a parking lot and we ___ordered_ coffee there. “It's my ____,” I said, trying to find my ____ in the back seat, but it wasn't there. I knew it could ____ slip under a seat, so I searched around. ____ nothing was found. At last I ____ I had left my purse on the roof of the car in the parking lot of Dunkin' Donuts. I panicked and was sure that my credit cards had already ____. But something told me to ____ the Dunkin' Donuts just in case.
“Oh, thank goodness,” the clerk said when I called. “We were ____ your purse, trying to find a way to get in touch with you. Someone found your purse ____ in the parking lot and turned it in.”
Refusing any kind of ____, the shop owner express-mailed it to our friend's home. It ____ the next morning.
A few years later, on a snowy Minnesota winter night, my car's low-gas light was blinking red and I knew I had to stop for some gas or ____ walking home. Before leaving the parking lot, I remembered my purse was ____ in my pocket. But when I got home, it wasn't there. I searched again and again around the ____ but my purse didn't appear. Had I ____ my purse again? Knowing my good fortune might not ____ itself, I called the credit card company and my bank to ___ my accounts.
But the next morning I got a call. “Is this Heidi Grosch? We found your purse lying in the parking lot.” It ____ I had closed my car door with my purse lost outside. Again, everything was there and the finder ____ to accept any payment.
I will always be grateful to those who are kind to return my purse.