To the editor:
My wife Faye and I went to Chili’s in Shallotte to celebrate her 81st birthday. The women who work there were great. They all clapped their hands and sang “Happy Birthday” to my wife. About that time, two ladies sitting across the aisle from us were leaving, and they both told my wife, “Happy birthday!”
When we were ready to check out, our waitress told us those two ladies who sat across from us had paid for our meals. I asked her if she knew who they were. She said no, but they ate there often.