“People who make other people unhappy are generally pretty unhappy themselves,” she said. He gave a small nod of agreement, then turned to her. “What about people who make other people happy? That’s you, Angie.” “Well, I’m glad you think so.” “Why?” he asked. “Why am I glad?” “No, why are you so happy?” “Maybe it’s because I know how blessed I am.” “That must be something,” he said.”