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When I opened the suitcase, I saw a heart- shaped jewel. I thought it was very strange, because colours of the stone matched with Vika‘s and my favourite colours. One side of the heart was khaki, and the other side was baby pink. To say the truth, that was very magical. The heart wasn’t very big. It was the size of a plum and it seemed the heart was shattered and broken in two pieces. As I was exploring the rock, the woman was staring at me all the time. It was uncomfortable, but I continued my check- up. From the middle of the stone I felt bright and a bit strange light which was so bright, that it seemed like the tiny sun was inside this stone. But that glow wasn’t annoying, just the opposite, it was kind and satisfying. That glow spread not only from inside, but it spread from outside too. When I turned to my friend Vika, I saw a spark of kindness in her eyes. I really didn’t realise what was happening. Finally, I decided to ask the woman, what the stone could mean. She smiled and asked us to sit down on the brown bench so that she could tell us a story about the magical heart. The strange