On steamy, hot summer days, the parched soil cracks like ice into jagged lines resembling lightning blowing up the midnight sky. Summer craves to be quenched and begs to feel the invigorating shower that only rain can douse. It takes what it can get...
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I wasn't prepared to meet Summer's mom this morning. It took me a moment to get over my initial shock and turn on the charm. I tell myself not to look at her as Summer's mother but as a woman. If there's one thing that I know how to handle, it's a woman.
Instead of offering her my hand, I pull her into a casual hug. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Valerie. I can see where Summer gets her beauty."
She looks at Summer and grins. "This one's a keeper, Summer."
Summer beams at me and winks. "He sure is."
I return her smile and feel that now familiar tug at my heart as I release her mother from my arms. What is this woman doing to me? I ask myself that question daily.
"Mom, what are you doing here?" Summer inquires.
Valerie shrugs. "You never called me back."
"Seriously, I just got up and was enjoying my breakfast. I haven't had the opportunity to call you back." Summer does not even try to hide her irritation.
Valerie looks at our half-eaten breakfast. "I'm sorry to interrupt. I should leave."
"Now that you're here, you can at least tell me what was so important that you had to drive here to tell me."
I watch the back and forth discussion between Summer and her mom, causing me to feel a bit awkward. Do I continue to stand here or go to finish my breakfast?
Thank God Summer saves me. "Rain, why don't you finish your breakfast before it gets cold."
I kiss her cheek and nod towards Valerie. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Valerie."
"Trust me; the pleasure's all mine. Summer's never had a boyfriend before."
