Sheila nodded, determined to try to recover her messages.
"Yes, let's try that."
Benjamin carefully took Sheila's wet old phone.
"It's quite wet, but we'll give it a try." With meticulous movements, he began to disassemble the phone, using his own shirt to dry the parts and remove the chip.
As he worked, Benjamin asked her:
"Did you make a backup of your conversations?"
Sheila looked at him confused.
"I'm not sure... How can I know?"
Benjamin paused in his work to explain:
"Sometimes, your phone reminds you to back up your data. Do you remember seeing any notices like that?"
Sheila frowned, trying to remember.
Finally, she nodded slowly.
"Yes, I think I've seen those notices, but I'm not sure if I did them."
Benjamin smiled reassuringly.
"Don't worry. Let's see what we can recover. The first thing is to try to turn on a phone with this."
