What probably happened,
I explained when retracing our steps
turned up bark with beetle trails,
stone steps leading to a rock that was
big enough for both of us to sit on,
and an abandoned bike with its chain
rusted completely solid (horrifying to you),
but no cell phone,
what probably happened is
that someone already found it
between when we dropped it
and when we turned around to look for it.
Probably what will happen
is that someone will call our home
to tell me that they found it,
and we'll get it back that way.
And when it happened just that way,
you seemed pleased but not surprised.
After all, this was the same day
that our shadows could touch and tickle
even if we never did.