“Let’s fly to Antigua,” he said.
“My parents can’t afford it,” I replied.
“That’s the idea,” he said.
He settled for local, but then I wouldn’t sit at the computer to type out the names of people to invite; I refused to pick colors, bridesmaids, menus, and the place and date remained undecided. Some people will say of me that I do not know how to say no. I do; for me it just takes many more words and much more time.
When I was nineteen and engaged to another man, time ran out before I got through saying no. Everyone kept asking if I was sure, and I wasn’t, but I kept saying yes. I really meant no. I know this was confusing for all involved, but it was finally straightened out eight months after I married him – when I kicked him out.
Katie Elizabeth Holiday is interested in how nonlinear stories work. She writes craft essays, short stories, and memoir. Having growing up in a whirlwind, Katie is writing a nonlinear memoir about loyalty, instability, and isolating, alienating love. She holds an MFA in creative writing from Bennington College and a BA in English from Wellesley College.