You can make friends, too

"Daddy, my friends won't play with me..."

Damn, the girl breaks my heart. She tries so hard. If there's one thing I never want her to feel, it's lonely. I know the feeling too well.

"Come here, baby." I tug on her hand, and she sits down on my lap. "You want Daddy to help you?"

She nods and gives me the saddest look.

"Okay," I decide. "Tomorrow we'll go to the playground, and I'll help you make new friends. Better friends."

I just need to pick up some duct tape and rent a car.

"You're the best daddy ever!"