by Wendy HamerI lost my mobile at the mall and am now facing certain death. My mother will accuse me of being lazy, ungrateful and plain old stupid. My father's shoulders will sag, as if I deliberately lost my phone. My best friend will kill me because there's a photo in my phone of her standing next to Hugh Jackman. I'm not an overly dramatic person, but a year's worth of numbers, texts, and photos were in my phone. If I don't get it back, my life is not worth living.
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