The Warning Outfit I heard a laugh from the next room. It was a great laugh. A minute later, Mom was standing in my doorway, leaning around the corner with a grin on her face. “Um, sweetie?” She said, her tone sounding extremely amused. I answered as deadpan as I could, barely looking up from my phone as I kept a straight face. “Yeah Mom?” Her smirk deepened, and we both knew that I wasn’t fooling anyone. “About this um, hmmm, let’s be generous and call it an outfit. About this outfit that you left out for your Mother to wear tonight. Are you sure that this is the choice that you want to go with?” I nodded, still looking as casual as I could manage. “Yeah Mom. Why?” At that, she put her hands on her hips, and, still wearing a grin she tipped her head to the side at me, as if to say, “seriously?”. After a minute of me not giving in, Mom laughed and threw her hands up, playing along as she said, “Oh gee honey. I don’t know. It MI...