The missing wallet

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This actually happened to me decades ago. I was climbing a bus and felt a group of youngsters pushing and prodding me in the crowded bus. After I had settled down in a seat, my hand went to my pocket for the wallet and got a shock. My first thought was.... God there guys have picked my pocket. The guys had got down in the previous stop and vanished. Stunned, I got down from the bus and returned home with a downcast but angry face. When I reached home, my mom came swiftly waving something in her hand. "Thank god you're back" she said. "You forgot your purse at home".