"I dropped it somewhere."
"Dropped what?" Vivian asked with a frown as she watched Keturah search the entire bedroom for only God knows what.
"I kept it here…right?" Keturah absentmindedly asked herself as she searched the wardrobe in frustration.
"Tell me what it is, maybe I can help you." Vivian suggested as she stood up from the bed and came to stand beside Keturah.
Sighing in frustration, Keturah faced her caretaker with a sober look as if she would cry any moment if she didn't find it.
"My phone." She finally revealed and Vivian gave her a look like she had gone mad.
"Are you sure you're alright, Keturah?"
Keturah frowned at Vivian's question and took offense.
"How can you say such a thing to me Vivian?"
"Because you're acting strange Keturah, one moment you were on the bed playing with your phone and then all of a sudden you stood up and began looking for the same phone that's obviously in your hand."
