No Happy Endings by Nora McInerny

Author:Nora McInerny
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780062792426
Publisher: HarperCollins

DATING ME IS A FORM of exposure therapy, in that you will be exposed to a lot of things that make you uncomfortable and will subsequently need therapy.

Say, for example, that I’m officiating my dead husband’s best friend’s wedding three months into our relationship: you’re going to carpool to the ceremony with my toddler and my dead husband’s mother. She’ll pick you up around five if that’s okay.

Matthew and Mae Mae had met briefly just before the wedding, but I thought that the forty-five-minute drive to the middle of nowhere would be good for both of them. This was also about efficiency. Not just for our limited fossil fuels, but emotionally. Why not have an uncomfortable, emotional introduction when you have three quarters of an hour to spend in a car together before a life event that will already be uncomfortable and emotional for all of us? Mae Mae and Matthew did not instantly bond during that one car ride. They talked about what they had in common: me and Ralph. There were some prolonged silences, Matthew told me on our own drive home from the wedding, but overall it was . . . nice. It was February in Minnesota, so the wedding should have been accessorized with a blizzard, or at least some sweeping, subzero winds. Instead, it was uncommonly warm that day. Not “Minnesota warm,” which is anything above freezing, but warm-warm. Low seventies warm. This happens sometimes—a summer day plopped into the middle of winter—and it confuses not just the poor humans who had planned on a winter wedding and are now sweating in their February best, but confuses nature, too. Some trees were budding new leaves, a few perennials poked up through the still-too-frozen ground. Everything around us seemed stuck between two seasons, not quite sure if it was time to grow. I had been at the wedding venue for hours by the time Matthew and Mae Mae arrived. And the air that came with them through the door smelled almost like spring. They walked in step with one another: Mae Mae holding Ralph, and Matthew holding Ralph’s bag of snacks and toys and other things he can’t live without. They were still strangers to each other, but they were my family, and they’d grow to be each other’s family, too.

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