Although Viviana had grand plans for Callie’s wedding, Callie decided that she neither needed nor wanted the typical huge Pruett exhibition. When she was younger, she would have enjoyed all the fanfare. But, now that she was an adult, Callie just wanted to get it done. Each pre-wedding party and celebration only delayed the ceremony one more day, and she was in a race against time. Besides, she felt like everyone had their chance to meet and get to know him when she presented him to the family on her birthday. A rehearsal dinner was superfluous in her mind, and there was definitely no need for an engagement party as both their intents were made known already. Viviana’s heart was a wee bit broken again, but nothing could stifle her excitement of finally seeing her daughter get married. They did go dress shopping together, and they also picked out a nice arch. Callie decided she only wanted a simple backyard wedding with just the immediate family and her Holmes cousins.
After the ceremony, everyone retreated inside for the cake cutting, food, and fellowship. Julian, Anthony, and Graham were huddled in the kitchen having guy talk while Callie sat down with Sasha for some much needed sister time.
“So,” Sasha said. “How did he do it?”
“Well…he was making breakfast when I woke up and–“
Sasha gasped. “Oooh! He spent the night?”
Callie snickered at her little sister’s curiosity. “No. Well, not that night.”
“How did he get in?” Sasha leaned forward as she was extremely interested in this story.
“I gave him a key! What’s with you?”
“I just don’t know this side of you, Callie! It’s so exciting.”
Callie wasn’t quite sure what to make of that comment, but it made her laugh. “Ok…anyway, so he was making breakfast when I came downstairs. I suppose he heard me because he met me in the hallway.”
“He started talking really fast, and quite honestly, I didn’t know what he was saying. He told me he loved me a few times, and in my head I was like I know. But, there was something…something cute about it. I tried to smile, but I was just so confused.”
“Then, he stopped talking and took a deep breath. He looked at me and smiled and said, ‘I’m sorry…I don’t know what I’m going on about either.’ We both laughed. Then he said, ‘Well…I guess I’ll just do this the old fashioned way then,’ and he dropped down on his knee!”
“I didn’t think he would do it! I mean, I expected that we would get engaged soon, but we we’re not like other couples I don’t think. Everything is so organic and we just know. I figured one day we would discuss it and decide that we were going to get married.”
Sasha smiled and shook her head. “That sounds more like a business meeting than a proposal. You’re so cerebral, Callie!”
“Hey! Deciding to spend the rest of your life with someone is serious business! It shouldn’t be done frivolously. Feelings can change!”
“But the feelings are what you remember! So…you were upset then?”
Callie smiled. “No…not at all. I enjoyed being surprised…and emotional.”
Sasha threw herself back on the couch. “AHHHHH! I would KILL to have seen you like that! Did you cry? Tell me you cried!”
“I will not,” Callie said mischievously. “But…I did jump into his arms.”
“YEEEEEEES! Oh, Callie that was so excitiiiiiiiing! Graham sounds very romantic.”
“I suppose he is!” She never really saw it that way. She saw everything he did as just being part of who he was and part of the understanding they had about each other and their relationship. It’s not that she was against romance. She just viewed expressions of love differently than Sasha who was clearly a hopeless romantic.
“So,” Sasha continued. “Do you feel different now that you are Mrs. Callie Mumbach?”
“No. Nothing has changed. And nothing should! Marriage isn’t a magic pill you take that makes you feel loved or in love or whatever people think marriage is supposed to make you feel like. You get married to someone because you already have a commitment to him. Marriage doesn’t make you committed. Marriage is like making an official statement to the Watcher and everyone of that commitment. Sure, a few things may be different like last names and living arrangements, but everything is the same.”
“Oh, Callie…I miss you and your deep thoughts!”