“What’s it look like?” the woman in the bright orange Home Depot apron asks skeptically.
“It’s an iPhone with a green case,” I tell her. The desperation is almost gone from my voice because I know she’s got it, and even though it’s only been ten minutes since I put down my phone for some reason in the lumber aisle of this Home Depor, relief is flooding over me.
She goes behind the counter and retrieves a phone, which is of course mine, and I can feel my blood pressure drop.
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