Just received a FS visit - first for several months. An attractive 'yummy mummy' with (what seemed to me) a strained smile and a very young girl (presumably her daughter) about 9 or 10.
The weather was attrocious, I was distracted, and I failed completely to make any comment or to challenge. Looking at the young girl, particularly, I felt nothing but sympathy.
I accepted a leaflet 'Can The Dead Really Live Again?' with a smile and said 'thanks'. I thought about offering the child a pack of left-over 'Halloween' sweets, decided against it. My baser thoughts were that the mum was an attractive woman who deserved to be taken out for dinner and shown a life outside the WTBTS enforced circle. (Mea culpa).
They moved on. I will, no doubt, think about them for a while (not the mum especially, more the child). What a way to live the only life we have!