As you worked on the garden outside your country home, your daughter decided to wander. She got to the neighbor's house where a man worked on his truck. She tugged on his jeans. "Mister!"

The man looked down at the 8 year old. "Hey little lady, you lost?" He asked, crouching to her height.

"Are you single?"

The man laughed and patted her head. "Why do you ask?"

She pointed to you. "Mommy is lonely."

He smiled and took her smaller hand. "Let's get you back to your mother."