Nash's [POV]
"Are you a friend of the bride or groom?"
The old lady sitting next to me smiles as she pats my leg. I suddenly realize I've been shifting back and forth in my chair and probably hitting her.
"I went to high school with the groom," I say, smiling at her. "Sorry if I hit your chair. I'm kind of a restless person."
"No problem, dear. I'm a friend of the bride's grandma. She and I went to high school together many, many years ago. She was the sweetest woman. Noelle reminds me so much of her. She's much more like her grandma than her mom."
I smile and nod. I'm trying to think of something to say back to her when I see a woman with long blue hair walks to the lectern. She takes the microphone and starts singing "Jingle Bells" loudly and very off-key. She gestures wildly with her arms like she's playing to a packed house at the Hollywood Bowl.
