A rainy evening it was as I made my way towards the exit of the establishment with my lady friend. Within stranger’s proximity, he too was walking in the same direction with his companions.
Our separate quiet chatters seemed to entwine in the cool evening air as we convened towards the door, and with passer-by’s intuition we slowed down to allow his group to pass.
While they did, he stopped a distance behind them, doing the same thing we did.
I glanced in his direction and gave him a smile.
He gave a nod as a grin upturned his wrinkled mouth and his eyes caught mine and twinkled in his aged face.
”You’re welcome, madam.”
Chivalry never grows old.