A Summer Shower
Well, that's how it started ... a summer shower. I was just finished with my first year of college, it was summer and while I was spending the summer with my Dad; yes, my parents divorced about five years ago, I would often visit my mom on the weekends. As you might expect, I have keys to both their places and on this Saturday morning, I knew she was expecting me and when I pulled into her driveway, she was out weeding the flowerbeds along the front porch. I kissed her and we went...