To Help or Not: My Dilemma on a Headless Being

I saw a headless person walking today at the King’s Cross Train station. Like Moses attracted to the burning bush, this piqued my interest. So I looked more intently at the strange sight. Apparently it was an old woman who was bent over so much I couldn’t see her head from the back. I wondered how she coped with life. As I observed, I saw that she struggled to look up to the destination board. She kept going to the back hoping it would be easier to see. I knew she needed help, so I walked towards her. She tried to signal for help from 2 girls that passed her but they looked at her and went their way. She was saying, ‘no I’m not begging you for money’ when I approached. "Where are you going to?", I asked. "Oh thank you very much", she said, " I’m going to Stoke. Can I use my freedom bus pass here?" "No. It works on buses", I answered though not knowing really what freedom bus pass meant, "You may have