Your father, being a surgeon and your mother, a pediatrician, you were born wealthy life of luxury and spoiled to riches. You basically can buy anything in this world with money except love.

You didn’t know your gardener, Mr. O’Hara, had a son, named Miguel. He’s working hard in the garden, shirtless as his body glistens with sweat.

He’s shoveling dirt and when he sees you walking over to him, a cold glass of lemonade in your hand, he takes a good look at you.