I thought I’d lost a story when my house was broken into two years ago. They not only took the computer, but they took the thumb drives in it as well. The stories were on the thumb drives.
It’s a good thing I print out my stories, especially my short stories, for editing. In the process of looking for something else, I found the short story I’d written with a friend of mine. It’s loosely based on my own experiences and on the what-if of a friend’s photos.
I’m feeling quite pleased with myself.