Would you Say Yes? | April 1, 2009

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This is a serial telling of my falling-in-love story. Read the story from the very beginning here.

“So, Liz…,” Karen says, “If Jeremy asked you out, what would you say?”

We are sitting in Starbucks, holding steaming cups of caramel macchiatos – this is before I realize that it’s the milk making my stomach hurt, since it turns out that I’m lactose intolerant, and not just the conversation. I take a long sip while Karen watches me closely.

“Would you say yes?” she asks.

I smile and make a decision: “Yeah, I would,” I say. There: my first admission to anyone in the state of Colorado that you’ve caught my eye.

“Well,” she says, “Would you be excited?”

“Yes,” I say, looking her in the eyes.

“Really? I mean, I am not saying I know anything about him wanting to ask you out. I haven’t heard anything like that. But you know, he’s one of the best guys out there — just not for me. And I love you, and you seem like you really get him. I just think y’all would be good together,” she says.

“Thanks,” I say, “But I haven’t really mentioned this to anyone else, so…”

She smiles. “No problem,” she says. “It stays between us.”

She leans forward. “Have I told you about Brad yet?”

I shake my head. “Do tell,” I say.

“Oh, he’s great,” she says. “I met him at this class I’m taking at a seminary in Denver. Actually, it’s kind of funny ’cause Kristina used to date him. That’s how we first met. Then she dumped him and broke his heart- because Brad came into the picture between when Anthony broke it off with Kristina and when they picked it up again. The whole time, Kristina was still in love with Anthony, but she felt like she had to give Brad a chance – which didn’t work out, obviously. And now she’s practically a married woman.

“So Brad and I have started talking…”

“Are you dating?” I say.

“Not technically. But I think it’s coming; I hope it’s coming,” she says. She takes a sip of her drink. Then she says, “Wouldn’t it just be a riot if I ended up with Brad, after he’d been with Kristina, and then you ended with Jeremy, you know after my thing with him? It’s like we all just needed to exchange guys to find the right one, you know what I mean? We just trade with each other until, boom, we meet our man.”

“I wouldn’t mind that so much,” I say

Karen says, “I guess we’ll have to wait and see then. Like always.”

“It’s the woman’s dilemma,” I say and sigh. “But I hope it works out – with Brad, I mean.”

She smiles and says, “I hope it works out with Jeremy – I really do.”

I am writing and serially publishing scenes from my falling-in-love memoir, about the anguished, beautiful, and spiritual way that my husband and I met, fell in love, and married. Read about my plans for this in-progress writing project here.

Read the next scene here. Read the story from the very beginning here.

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About Liz Grant

Published author. Married to an artist. Two kids. Lives in a brick house in Denver, Colorado. Follower of Jesus. Find me on Instagram @elizcharlottegrant.

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