As the bizarre Sherlock Holmes pushed the door open and held it for an elderly couple, Sam surreptitiously snapped a photo on her phone. She sat at a table and texted her best friend, Jess. Guess who just bought me a cup of coffee? Sherlock.
A minute later, her phone rang. “Hey, Jess.”
“Where do you find the weirdos?”
“I’m at the same place I always get my coffee.”
“And Sherlock Holmes just walked in and bought you a cup of coffee.”
“My ten bucks was stolen out of my purse again.” As soon as the words left her mouth, she wanted to yank them back because Jess was going to start yelling.
“Jeez, Sam, we talked about this. When you’re at the shelter, you need to lock up your s**t. I get that you want to help people, but that doesn’t mean they won’t steal from you.”
Sam sighed. She did k
