Heather invited her mother over for dinner. During the meal, her
 mother couldn't help noticing how beautiful Heather's roommate
 was.
 
 She had long been suspicious of Heather's sexuality and this only
 made her more curious.
 
 Over the course of the evening, while watching the two women
 interact, she started to wonder if there was more between Heather
 and the roommate than met the eye. Reading her mom's thoughts,
 Heather volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I
 assure you, Suzy and I are just roommates."
 
 About a week later, Suzy came to Heather and said, "Ever since
 your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the beautiful
 silver gravy ladle. You don't suppose she took it, do you?"
 
 Heather said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter just
 to be sure." So she sat down and wrote: "Dear Mother, I'm not
 saying you 'did' take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not
 saying you 'did not' take a gravy ladle. But the fact remains that
 one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner."
 
 Several days later, Heather received a letter from her mother
 which read: "Dear Daughter, I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep
 with Suzy, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Suzy.
 But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her own bed, she
 would have found the gravy ladle by now."
 
 "Love - Mum"