Immediately I shouted: “Shit! Mom, I forgot my phone and wallet on the seat at the restaurant!”
At that point in time, we were already seventy five percent of the way to our next destination and it would be a huge ordeal to return back to the restaurant. So after double checking throughout the car in order to insure that I did in fact leave them there we came up with nothing. We called the restaurant to try and see if I did in fact leave them there but they had closed already. We decided the best idea would be to continue to our destination at my aunt and uncles and then stop back at the restaurant when we pass back through that town again. The next day, I called the restaurant in the morning before we left my aunt and uncles house, but when I asked them if they had found my wallet and phone the women on the other end informed me; “I'm sorry but we haven’t found anything” “ You might try calling the Sheriff’s department from Tuskee County” my Aunt exclaimed; “where the restaurant was located!”
When I called the sheriffs department a secretary answered the phone, "Hello, Tuskee sheriffs office how may I help you?” “Hi, Im calling to see if a wallet and phone may have been turned in, I believe I left them at Bobs diner two days ago” “Im sorry sir we have not, but if you can leave your name or a number to which we can contact you, and if we receive anything we can give you