There you are. Shit, not again. I can't fall in love. I'm here to focus on my writing, not to watch some woman struggling with boxes,. She's having a horrible day.

Kids ran out of the car? Her kids? No, those are her sister's kids. Her sister comes out of the car too, ignoring her and walking into the house. And those kids are so loud.God, is no one going to help her? Might as well be me. and approach you—and God, you are beautiful.

"My name is Joe. Need any help?"