Chris didn´t know what to do. Maybe somebody was looking for the camera and keys. He checked the bag again, to see if there was something else. There was a little kart, with an address and a phone number on. He picked op his telephone, but instead of starting calling the number, he typed the address into his GPS and found out, that it was an address to a retirement home. The retirement home was close to the beach.
Suddenly his mother called and asked him to come home, but he protested. He told her about what he had found, and how he wanted to find the person that it belonged to. His mother got so proud of how committed he was to finding this person, that she gave him permission. Normally he wouldn’t have cared, but this time it was different. He needed to find the person that the things belonged to.
He still thought that he could make the bus, so he started running across the beach and over the street. He arrived to the bus station, exactly at the same time as the bus. Chris was so exited to arrive, that the bus trip felt like hours, even thought it only took minutes.
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