Shaina was in a grocery store, ready to pay at the cashier when she could not find her coin purse. Her other wallet was not with her as she left it at home. All she had in her pants pocket was for the pedicab fare.
Oh, Mother Mary. Where’s my coin purse? Did I leave it at home, too?
Her heart was pounding. She needed to buy some groceries for their consumption later. If she would end up not buying now, she had to buy from their neighbor who owned a sari-sari (sundry) store, but it would be more expensive there than in a grocery store in downtown area.
The cashier looked at her after punching all the items she needed.
“Um… I’m sorry. I think I misplaced my purse,” she apologized.
“Then what are we going to do with these items, ma’am? I’ve already punched them in,” the woman expressed w
