To the person who found my brown leather glove: I spent my entire class worrying about the missing sibling to my favouite pair of gloves I've ever had. I spent 15 minutes re-tracing all of my steps after class and when I thought all hope was lost I looked up and saw my glove, neatly sitting on top of a little ledge. Not dirty, not ripped... not stolen... You've made my day the brightest and I hope you get tonnes of good karma for your kindness!
---Katie