Not every son who loves his mother will become the kind of man who knows how to love a woman. Loving is difficult. Loving a woman is risky. Miracle married a man who loved his mother: pink roses on Mother’s Day, wet kisses after school, a tight hug after he ate his last bit of macaroni and cheese. When Jimmy grew up, he married a rich girl. He was from the opposite side of the tracks. After their honeymoon in Jamaica, he woke up the next morning looked at her sleeping, dark brown face and wondered what to do with her now. It was much easier to jump out of bed and head to his taxi cab. Dealing with raincoat and umbrella burdened women and men seemed easier than dealing with a wife who had everything she ever wanted in the world including his whole heart.