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The Phone on the Bus
Daniel got off the bus and put his hand in his pocket. The phone was not there. He could still see it, in his mind, on the empty seat beside his bag. The doors had shut. The bus was already in the traffic. He wanted that phone back. The photos from his brother's visit were on it, and he had not copied them by hand.
At home he opened his laptop. He thought about the lock screen first. The phone did not open with 1234. It asked for his fingerprint, and if that failed, for a long password with letters and numbers. A person on the bus could hold the phone. The screen would not open for a guess of four easy numbers.
Then he opened the find-my-device page. A map came up. A