Alice
"Ma, please do not embarrass me in front of Damon." I say, literally begging her not to say anything that might embarrass me or show my baby pictures. Knowing my mother, she'd start talking about how I used to wet my bed and s**t my pants—she'd always show the baby pictures, saying how I look cute but the truth is, I was a fat little girl after I turned six. Never want to go through those stages of embarrassment. "Please, just . . . not with him,"
My mother rolls her eyes, "What's wrong with showing him your baby pictures?"
"Just . . . don't. I don't want to scare him away," I respond.
"What? That's nonsense. How can those pictures scare them away? Look at these," She smiles as she takes the album and begin showing me one by one. My eyes
