Mildred, your next door neighbor, is always friendly. Cheerful. She picks up your mail when you’re away and when you had the flu she made you chicken noodle soup. It tasted like dishwater, but still. It was a nice thought.
One day you pass Mildred in the hall. She’s crying, great wracking sobs that shake her body.
As she passes you, she stumbles on the carpet and, recovering her balance, turns to you. Her eyes are bloodshot, tears stream down her cheeks.
It’s awkward. You feel for her but you barely know her. She’s obviously in agony. You know how that feels. When Beth left you for your best friend … Well. It took all your friends to pull you out of the bottle.
What do you do? Do you pretend not to notice Mildred’s distress and walk on, or do you do something? If so, what?
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