Proof
Proof By Rosie With a feeling of destiny, I slowly walked towards the living room. To say I was embarrassed would be an understatement, but at the same time, wearing my girlfriend's yellow dress, my feet squeezed into her only pair of high heeled shoes, somehow I couldn't wait to show myself to my mother. For a second, it seemed that neither one would look up from the laptop screen as I made my entrance, despite loud clacking of my high heels. Eventually though, first Sarah, then my...