She stopped at the bus stop. Once the doors were open, she saw a little boy standing on the doorstep. The boy was shaking on his legs and it was obvious that he had been crying. The boy looked anxiously at Margaret, who motioned for him to get in. Once the boy was inside the warm bus, Margaret asked him a question.
Margaret may not have any kids of her own, but she was very good with children. She could see that this boy needed help and reassurance. So, she asked the question with a voice full of pity. The boy swallowed a few times, but seemed to feel a bit more comfortable afterward.