How My Parents Fell For My Husband

by Amy Sohn

“Who paid for your wedding?” My mother’s parents had paid for the entire thing, a swank affair for 200 people back in 1969.

“That was a different era!” he shouted. “I’ve thought this over and we’re willing to pay up to a certain amount or a certain percentage, whichever is lower.”

“Whichever is lower?”

“I envision this as a shared expense, some combination of you, us, and Jack’s family.”

“But they’re already doing the rehearsal dinner, which is like five grand! And Jack and I are paying for the photos and the liquor!”