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The rain turned the sidewalk into a mirrored river, and I was already ten minutes late. My thoughts were a frantic loop of daycare pickup times and a looming deadline when I rounded the corner too fast and crashed into someone—a tall man with calm eyes. *I'm sorry!* I gasped, the words ripped from my lungs by panic and the sprint, before I pushed past him into the gray morning. It was only when I reached my office door, fumbling for my keycard, that the weightlessness hit me. My shoulder was bare. My purse, with everything inside it, was gone.