not much chance completely cut loose from purpose he was a young man riding a bus through north carolina on the way to somewhere and it began to snow and the bus stopped at a little caf in the hills and the passengers entered and he sat at the counter with the others and he ordered the food arrived and the meal was particularly good and the coffee the waitress was unlike the women he had known she was unaffected and there was a natural humor which came from her and the fry cook said crazy things and the dishwasher in back laughed a good clean pleasant laugh and the young man watched the snow through the window and he wanted to stay in that caf forever the curious feeling swam through him that everything was beautiful there and it would always stay beautiful there and then the bus driver told the passengers that it was time to board and the young man thought i ll just stay here i ll just stay here and then he rose and he followed the others into the bus he found his seat and looked at the caf through the window and then the bus moved off down a curve downward out of the hills and the young man looked straight forward and he heard the other passengers speaking of other things or they were reading or trying to sleep and they hadn t noticed the magic and the young man put his head to one side closed his eyes and pretended to sleep there was nothing else to do just to listen to the sound of the engine and the sound of the tires in the snow