Flip Your Phones in the Air: Part II

They can do anything that they want. They didn’t want to pry into it but they owned the phone. They wanted to set it back to manual setting.

They pored through the phone looking for clues. Messages looked clean, so did the Notes app. Then they opened recent photos and their jaws dropped.

On the phone's gallery was a pic after pic of artichokes dressed as famous figures from history. "Weird," Alicia noted. "Look... Marie Antoinette. John the Baptist. Anne Boleyn... These are all people who had their head cut off." She lifted her dark eyes to meet mine. "Vegicide."

“Wait until you see the radish pictures!”, I said. Then I chuckled. Then I accidentally swallowed my gum, and choke-coughed, gasping for air. Finally she grabbed me in Dr. Heimlich’s embrace, and with a strong pull sent the gum flying out of my mouth and across the food court.

"Are you alright?" she asked, worried. I nodded, gasping for air. She stepped away, holding out her hands. Confused, I did the same and my phone landed in my hands with a picture of a radish dancing on the screen. Weird way to get a meme, but at least our phones came out okay.