It began as a day like any other. Margie was getting the kids ready for school and Dan was getting ready. It didn’t occur to anyone that Margie might want some time to get ready too. Heck, it barely occurred to Margie, since it would mean she’d just have to wake up earlier, and that was simply not an option.

Then all hell broke loose. They heard a large crash, like a large window exploded.

A large window had exploded. Specifically from a basketball going through the front picture window. Their tween son had decided it would be fun to throw it for a split second, then.. ooops.

Gaping hole right onto their busy, urban street. Before they could even comprehend what just happened, their new puppy jumped right through the open space.

Both parents and the boy jumped through the “open” window, with the tween boy quickly redeeming himself by caching the excited puppy, who had mindlessly paused to pee.

They all looked back at the window. There was cleaning up to do, a gaping hole to block, no one could leave just yet.

Their neighbor, who had been remodelling his house for the past year, walked by with his dog. “This looks like my front yard,” he said almost gleefully. “I have a great window guy for you, he’ll do clean up as well, and he’s at my house right now.”

Was this man sent from heaven?

He continued, “My wife or I can hang out here for the morning if you need to get the kids to school. We can be your personal neighborhood watch, if you’d like.”

It was official. Definitely from heaven.

Margie and Dan looked at each other. Their tween tried to not look at anyone at all.

All they knew was that without the help of their friends, it would have been a very difficult day.