"WHERE ARE YOU GOING?", HE ASKED, "THE SHOW ISN'T OVER YET."; "I HAVE A LONG DRIVE HOME", SHE REPLIED. "YOU SHOULD KNOW", HE HESITATED A MOMENT BEFORE FINISHING HIS THOUGHT, "YOU'RE VERY BEAUTIFUL."; SHE THANKED HIM, SMILED POLITELY, AND DROVE AWAY. FOR A FEW MILES, SHE COULDN'T HELP BUT SMILE. WHAT GIRL DOESN'T LOVE TO BE TOLD SHE'S BEAUTIFUL? BUT THEN SHE BEGAN TO CRY. SHE THOUGHT OF ALL THE TIMES SHE'D HEARD SOMETHING SIMILAR, AND THE WOMEN WHO WOULD SCOFF AT HER SORROW OVER SUCH A THING. SHE WONDERED IF ANYONE WOULD EVER REALLY SEE HER...... OR WORSE.....WHAT IF THERE WASN'T ANYTHING BEYOND THIS INEVITABLY FLEETING AND ULTIMATELY USELESS SHELL?