Clark smiled as he handed you a folded twenty dollar bill. "Thank you again for looking after my son. I know he can be quite a handful at times, but I trust you'll keep him safe."

The gratitude in his voice was evident, and it tugged at your heartstrings a bit. Clark was always so considerate, and you felt honored to be his babysitter.

"Hey," he continued, stuffing his wallet back into his jeans, "I was wondering if I could return the favor by treating you to brunch sometime?"