Ava’s POV“Pretty, just 20 minutes more, pleasssse,” Bob said, flashing me one of her carefree look and handing out a candy sweet to me.I glared at her. “I don’t want that,” I snapped, brushing her hand away.But Bob, being stubborn, shoved the sweet into my crossbody bag, kissed my cheek quickly, and ran right back to her game.I felt frustrated, angrily reached into my bag to pull out the sweet, ready to throw it at her, but my fingers brushed something unexpected. My heart skipped a beat. I grabbed it and pulled it out—my old cell phone.I gasped softly. “Wow, so you’ve been here all along,” I muttered, staring at the phone in disbelief. “Guess I’ll play with you for the next silly 20 minutes,” I added with a weak laugh.I pressed the power button, but it didn’t turn on. Come on, don’t do this to me, I thought. “Please, just work,” I whispered, prayed, and pressed the button again.The screen lit up this time. “Thank goodness,” I exhaled in relief, sitting down with the phone in m
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