He Tried to Humiliate Me at the Wedding Table

in somebody else’s eyes.

“Inez,” I said, very evenly, “do you want to leave?”

She didn’t answer right away.

Didn’t rush.

Didn’t perform.

I felt the exact second she made the choice.

“Yes.”

We Left Before the Cake

There are ways to leave a wedding.

Quietly.

Dramatically.

By ambulance.

We chose something in the middle.

The song ended. Inez took my hand and did not continue reading …