In the end I decided that no, I really wasn't going to go. They had a small ceremony anyhow. I called her up a month later to congratulate her.

I was the second person he called to tell after he proposed and she accepted; I received the invitation sometime back in the winter. I had some people arguing strenuously with me that I shouldn't go. I don't think there was ever really any question. I don't like breaking promises. I am glad I didn't have to pay as I once thought I would for keeping my word.