My Groom Smashed My Face Into The Cake As A Joke Until My Brother Stepped In

that was where safe was.

I want to tell this story properly, which means starting before the wedding.

I met Ed at a coffee shop on a Tuesday in November when I was twenty-six years old and working a job I was competent at but not particularly interested in, a marketing assistant position at a firm downtown that paid decently and left me, on most days,continue reading …