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"THANK YOU! THANK YOU!" the neighbor man was profuse in his gratefulness. As it turns out, he'd locked his keys in the car when he'd taken his daughter to work and then ran into the grocery store to pick up a few items.

I wasn't wearing anything shiny, but I'd made two trips to the store on his behalf--carrying him and his spare set of keys on the second trip. I pondered the law of averages on my way back home.

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