Marcie sobbed as Apollo left the room, and as he retreated, her heart grew lighter, and her tears of confusion turned to tears of joy as she pulled away from Aphrodite to feel herself all over. She was alive, alive, ALIVE! She laughed, and covered her face with her hands to cry, and laugh by turns, the emotion twisting her up until she grew tired and had to stop, ripples of giggles going through her.
Enjoy your life. Oh she would, she would. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"