“I saw this gentleman down the aisle from me. He walked behind me, and when I got a couple of aisles over, I realized my wallet was gone.
I spotted him in a crowded aisle and approached him. I’m a pretty out-there personality, but I was quiet and calm.
I said to him, ‘I think you have something of mine. I’m gonna give you a choice. You can either give me my wallet and I’ll forgive you right now, and I’ll even take you to the front and pay for your groceries.”
Jessica planned on turning him in only if he did not return the wallet.
“He reached into his hoodie pocket and gave me my wallet. He started crying when we walked up to the front. He said he was sorry about 20 times by the time we went from the pickle aisle to the front. He told me he was desperate.”
Jessica paid $27 for his groceries including bread, milk, bologna, crackers, soup and cheese.
“The last thing he said was, ‘I’ll never forget tonight. I’m broke, I have kids, I’m embarrassed and I’m sorry.’
“Some people are critical because I didn’t turn him in, but sometimes all you need is a second chance,” says Jessica.
“My brother and I lost my dad to suicide when I was seven, and I remember him telling me years ago that no matter what I become in life, to always, always be kind.”
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