I was at kings berry hall and I had just finished a performance and was walking back to my car with my mom. I saw the quilted heart hanging on a post and I hustled over and grabbed it. my mom said, ” that’s not yours put it back” but I said, “it says it needs a home!, your supposed to take them!” she sighed alright and we moved on our way, I hugged the heart tight to my chest and skipped to my car.
