“Come on in,” I said to the neighbour at the front door.
“I’d rather not,” she said, “I’ve got dirty feet.”
“That doesn’t matter,” I said. “You can keep your shoes on.”
“Come on in,” I said to the neighbour at the front door.
“I’d rather not,” she said, “I’ve got dirty feet.”
“That doesn’t matter,” I said. “You can keep your shoes on.”