was once showering when I heard something ping and hit the floor. I looked down and saw a penny. I was perplexed but decided to keep it in my wallet for good luck.
A few years later, while at a festival, a girl in our tent woke up with a weird look on her face and said she’d had a dream about a train and someone she had to help. None of us thought much of it—people say all kinds of things after too little sleep and too many late-night drinks. But then she pointed at me, looked me dead in the eye, and asked, “Do you have a lucky penny on you?”
I froze.