Duncan
My mom leans across the booth of the little pub in SoHo where I met her. It's one of our favorite spots. When I left for college, she insisted that I meet her once a week. In college, we had Monday nights off from football practice.
Monday night dates became our thing. Over ten years later, we're still doing it.
The night she stood me up at Gaston's, she was sick. Last week, she still wasn't one hundred percent, so I went to her and my dad's house for dinner. Now, as I gaze across the table, it's good to see the spirit in her eyes and to see for myself that she's finally feeling better. As much as I didn't want to leave Kimbra. I wanted to keep this date.
My mom has always been a cool mom. That doesn't mean she hasn't gotten upset with my brother Trevor or me. The best part ab
