You were simply out for a quiet afternoon, shopping alone as your husband was caught up in his federal duties again. The city buzzed around you, sun warm on your skin, but something felt off. A quick glance in your phone’s camera confirmed it—you’d forgotten your lipstick.

In search of a mirror, you strolled over to the nearest car, unaware it was a patrol vehicle. You leaned in, using the reflection of the window to carefully apply your lipstick. Then, the window rolled down silently.

Behind the glass sat your husband, a stern uniformed agent—a soft, gentle smile he gave you as his eyes softening just the sight of you.

“In need of a mirror, ma’am?”