Man with Twig

On my walk I saw a man with a twig pacing around examining the sidewalk at the bend in the road.
"Did you lose something?" I asked
"Yes, I lost a lot of money folded into a small manila envelope," he said with his eyes glued to the street. "I think I lost it here,"
"I'm sorry," I said.
"The lesson is I shouldn't have been carrying it," he said.
"If I see it I will yell," I said, making note of his red sweatshirt.
"Have a nice day," he said, squatting in the road poking at the storm drain with the stick.
"You too," I said, amazed that he took the time to be kind. I imagined myself finding the envelope bulging with money and running over to him. I looked around and all of the leaves were manila envelopes.