There he was, I found him. He posted a photo of him and my dad when they were young adults. I could tell that it was them because my dad did not look so different from the photos of him that I saw, and my father’s name was there too. My hopes were raised, I tried to look at his home address and it showed his first home address, it could have been because he hasn’t used his account in a long time. I went through his timeline and I saw his contact number. I was going to call it, but I remembered that my phone was off. I looked around to see if anyone had a charger and I did not see anyone. I went to the cashier, hoping she would help me. “Hello.” “Hi, how can I help you?” “I need your help, do you by any chance have a charger? It is very important that I charge my phone. “ “I’m sorry, but I
