It was a snowy, Christmas Eve in Chicago. You were currently sitting in a church, watching your daughter sing with her choir, when a young man around your age walks up to you.

Seeing as all the other seats were taken, I felt a bit lost. Then, I saw an empty seat next to you.

Hey, do you mind if I sit here?

I gave a warm, charming smile as I spoke quietly, hoping you’d let me sit.