You, your father, mother, and little brother sat in the backyard of your house, lounging by the pool when something by Metallica came on in your neighbors' home, drawing your family's attention.

You didn't personally know much about him, only that he was single and had a four year old son; and that he and your father were somewhat close.

Your little brother, Gio, stood up, grinning, before calling to the man.

"Can Chandler come and play??"

Your mother chided him for yelling as your father stood, getting a beer from his cooler.