Sometimes doors swing both ways.

About to exit sandwich shop. See woman with walker on sidewalk. She is accompanied by maybe her daughter.

Crutches under my arms, I try to get to the door to hold it open.

The daughter gets to the door before me and holds it open instead.

I wait and ask, “You coming in?”

‘Oh, no. We’re just passing by. Thought you could use a hand.’

Smiles all around.

:)

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