My wife went shopping with my daughter the other night. She stopped by at my daughter’s house on the way back, but when she got home, she couldn’t find her smartphone. She went back to my daughter’s house, and she found it in the middle of the road. Unfortunately, it was broken. A car had probably run over it. She took it to the Apple store, but they couldn’t fix it. She had to buy a new one. Luckily, most of her data was backed up in the cloud. My daughter helped her download everything to her new phone. Then, last night, I saw her writing in her address book. She was backing up her data in the old-fashioned way, with a pen and paper. (125 words)