Girl: [talking to herself] I hope that he doesn't hate me for not telling him. Oh, he must be so worried. [starts to run]
Narrator: The girl ran and ran and when she finally got to the place of her heart and soul, she froze. Her beloved held someone else in his arms, and smiled the similar smile that she had seen when he looked at her. The girl's heart skipped a beat.
Girl: [in shock] Love!?
Boy: [breaks away from the other girl with surprise] Babe . . . it'ss not what you think!
Girl: [stands there in shock and starts to cry] I'm sorry. I didn't mean to inturrpt. . . [starts to back away]
Boy: No! No! No! It's not what it seems! [takes a step toward her]
Girl: [bolts in the opposite direction]
Narrator: and the girl cried for hours on end. The next day she felt as if she was empty, for her heart had been stolen . . . and then broken
