The little phone (Vietnam)

I was fond of my iPhone 5s. Even after upgrading to a newer model, I continued using it as my travel phone. It felt nice to hold — small but solid. Eventually, I switched to a dual-SIM phone, which meant I could manage with just one device. I did not have the heart to store the little phone in some dark drawer, so I passed it on to an acquaintance who was having trouble with her phone.

A few days back, I got a message from that friend. It read:

You would never know
How much I love your phone
How my phone has been supporting my life, etc.
I think I need a book
To tell the world my story.
At first, I assumed that it was too little, how can it help me deal with my huge problems?
But surprisingly, it works.
Thank you, sir!

It has been a long, hard year. It is nice to receive this message.