When I hear a knock on the door and some talking, I start getting dressed. She's here way too early. Before I leave, I quickly change into my clothes and put on some nice shoes. Then, I grab my purse and check myself in the mirror to make sure I look good. I pick up the roses for her and walk down the hall.

What surprises me is how Kent can make my mother laugh, no matter what story he tells her. He even brought her a glass of water.

"Uh, hi, Mom," I say quietly. Usually, she ...