"Can I help you?" Sasha asked, watching the woman slowly walk towards her.  Wondering is she should come out from behind the counter to guide the woman to it or not.  She didn't want to appear rude by doing so or not doing so.   It was one of those weird moments when one accounters someone with a disability and you weren't sure what to do to help without offending the person.<br/><br/><br/><br/>