"He always tells the children the story of how I went after him by sitting by the mailbox every day, and naturally I laugh and let him, because I like for people to think what pleases them and makes them happy" (pg 146).
Alright, alright... I have to give Alice Munro mad props for confusing me beyond belief by her witty use of structure. With a title like "How I Met My Husband," I was very confused when I got to the last paragraph and still had no idea how she met her husband. The order was chronological, but it still managed to throw me for a loop during the entire plot line. Okay, so I was not so stupid that I actually thought Chris was going to be the husband, but I really started to second guess my pride when it went so long without anything. The suspense that this prolonged anecdote creates is pure genius! Not only does Edie introduce a barrage of characters and situations where a new lover really could emerge, but she even went so far as to understate the situations surrounding her real husband.
That sort of plays off of her last statement too. Edie likes to tell people what they like to hear because she was never really given the confidence that she needed when she was younger. This really played into the sympathy I gave her just because she did not ever show the pride in herself to assert herself.
The End.
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