How My Parents Fell For My Husband

by Amy Sohn

“Oh,” I said. “I just interviewed this band we want to hire.”

“You can talk to me about it.”

This was the point where I should have said no and hung up. She was out folk dancing, which meant he was watching crime shows and messing around on the computer. Nights like this he didn’t eat dinner and got hypoglycemic. This was no time to talk money. Even though I knew this I got nervous, and because I was nervous, I kept talking.

“Well, we listened to a few of their tapes and they’re really incredible,” I said. “They cost $2,500, and I was thinking we’d pay for half.” He was quiet.

“I’m so glad you brought this up,” he said. “I think you’ve gotten the impression Mom and I want to pay for the whole wedding when that’s not the case. I don’t believe in the tradition of the bride’s family paying. I think it’s outdated and unfair.”