"Thank you,thank you! I cooked it in the slow cooker for twelve hours, "He told her. My mother looked truly impressed.
"And what was the occasion?" She asked.
"Your arrival of course!" He was ecstatic. My mother laughed. I couldn't stop grinning from ear to ear. We were off to a great start. The dinner hosted by Bruce was a success. But if I knew my mother, which I did, this was just the start. My mom was not easily distracted or impressed, and I expected an interrogation. My mother took another bit of her food. Then follow it up with a glass of white wine.
"So, Bruce, how do you feel about my daughter?" She asked. And so it started.
"I'm her boyfriend," he answered. My mother watched him over her wine glass as she took another sip.
"Do you know you're a little old to be a Boyfriend,
