My daughter just came home from the store and told me something that made me mad.

She was walking along, minding her own business, when some guy pulled up next to her in a car, and  asked if she could help him find the pizza parlor on base was. 

Shea, being the level headed child she is, ignored him, and kept on walking.  She came right home and told me.

She didn't get a license plate number, or else I'd be calling Dave's colleagues over at the cop squadron and having them find him and ask exactly what his fucking game is.

Who, in this day and age, pulls over in a car and asks a child anything?  Especially when there's a gas station within sight where you can get reliable information.  Anyone with half a brain must know what their actions could have been (are being) construed as. 

I don't know what this guys intentions were because I wasn't in his head.  It might have been totally innocent.  He might just not have known better.  However, I don't know that I can totally disregard this.....I think that the days of my daughter walking to the store alone are over.  Even though we live in military family housing and are, in all reality, living in a gated community...pedophilia knows no boundaries as far as profession is concerned.  In fact, my husband's solitary prisoner right now is a once convicted pedophile who re-offended. 

Shea and I had a chat about what to do if something like this happens again.  She knows to look to see the person's plate number, to remember what make and color the car is....and she also knows that she did exactly what she was supposed to do today.  To not acknowledge the person, to just keep walking and to come straight home.

I have a small rage burning in my stomach right now.  I really want to go looking for this person, to tell him how irresponsible his actions were, that even if his intentions were totally innocent he managed to scare my child and piss off her mother.

I thought my children were relatively safe here.  I obviously thought wrong.