“So?” Margaret asked, as she sat down in his car.
    He looked at her a long time. He couldn’t speak.
    She nodded, and felt her eyes get moist at the beauty of that day. He actually appreciated life. She knew. “You know now why it is an experience,” she said, laying her head on the headrest on the seat.
     He nodded now. “Yes,” he answered quietly. There was a long pause; neither thought it important to speak.
     Margaret looked thoughtful. “And what do you think you got from this? How did it help you?”