If it wasn't for her, we probably wouldn't have eaten this evening.
"I hope you enjoyed the meal."
We smiled as an affirmation. The stranger is peeking outside from behind his mother, we couldn't tell if they were unhappy or not.
"The cold's gettin' in...", he says. He wasn't trying to sound rude, and we didn't take it that way either. It is winter, and it has been a cold one.
What would you like to do?