Of The Royal Meadow

 I was in the check out line at the grocery store today when the woman behind me struck up a conversation. Eyeing my full cart and the sheer quantity of chicken nuggets I was placing on the conveyor belt, she simply asked if I had kids at home. As a matter of fact, yes, three teens, they eat a lot. We kept talking as I loaded things back into my cart, when all of a sudden, she stretched out her hand with a crisp, twenty dollar bill in it.  She just said, "I want you to have this."  I just stood in shock for a moment, mentally going through all the files in my memory. I know I was teasing about three hungry teens, but we'll be okay. At first, I refused. A few times actually, but she insisted and the look on her face said I should just politely accept. It wasn't something that has ever happened to me before, and I wasn't quite sure how to respond without any context. She continued speaking...she has two of her own, but they are far away and she can't take them o...