Albert was driving back to the office with Mary. They were on their way back from a stressful meeting which had not gone well.
‘There’s that man again,’ Mary said. ‘He’s always there, walking his dog up and down this same stretch of road.’
‘That’s sad,’ Albert said.
‘He’s always smiling though. He always seems happy enough.’
‘Well maybe he’s got the answer and we haven’t.’
Mary laughed. ‘That’s true. Maybe he has.’