Since moving to Los Angeles, my mother was always a lone wolf. Ever since my stupid fucking dad, divorced her and ran away with the "other woman", my Mother refused to get married. Hell, had she even thought about dating that was a different story.

She tried the usual bar scenes, online dating crap, and even silly "networking" events in which she would meet nothing but ugly losers who claimed to be "multi-millionaires" and not to mention various so called CEOs of unknown companies.

My mother was smart, and didn't fall for that bullshit. Until one day, which happened to be her lucky day when she was on her way home from work. She stopped by whole foods, and just as she was making her way into the store, a very attractive and handsome man around my mother's age, which is 50 by the way, caught her attention.

The man was very tall around 6 foot 3 with salt and pepper hair and sea greenish blue eyes, and was very lean and muscular. My mother also noticed, that he did not have on a wedding band which meant that he was indeed single. She was instantly star struck, and did not want to ruin anything so she casually started a conversation with him.

"Hi there, I'm so sorry I think I just hit your cart by accident." She said.

"Oh, don't even worry about it you're fine." The man, said happily.