A silver plate went missing

Acculturation – from a historical past to the present. A little light fiction.

A white mother visits her son for dinner…
who just happens to live with a girl roommate.
During the course of the meal, his mother couldn’t help but notice how pretty his black roommate was.
She had long been suspicious of a relationship between the two of them, and this encounter had only made her more curious.

Over the course of the evening…….
while watching the two interact,
she started to wonder if there was a bit more between he and his roommate than met the eye.

Reading his mother’s thoughts, her son quickly volunteered a disclaimer,
“I know what you must be thinking Mom,
but I assure you, we are really just roommates.”

About a week later, his roommate came to him saying,
“Ever since your mother came to dinner,
I’ve been unable to find the silver plate.
You don’t suppose she took it, do you?”
He said,
“Well, I doubt it….
but I’ll email her anyway,
just to be sure.”

He sat down and wrote:
“Dear Mom,
I’m not saying that you “did” take the silver plate from my house,
but I’m not saying that you “did not” take the silver plate…
the fact remains that it has been missing…
ever since you were here for dinner.
Love,
Your Son.”

Several days later,
he received an email from his mother which read:
“Dear Son,
I’m not saying that you “do” sleep with your gorgeous roommate,
and I’m not saying that you “do not” sleep with her.
But the fact remains that if she were sleeping in her OWN BED,
she would have found the silver plate by now,
under her pillow…
Love,
Your Mom.”