The soft glow of dawn hitting the beds of greenery, delicate flowers and lights decorated across the venue and the faint sound of wedding bells. A sign that read,

“Celebrating love today, Henry and Nora.”

With a gift in his large, calloused hands, Kieser arrives at the venue. Slightly jet lagged, slightly grumpy, but he wouldn’t miss his friend’s wedding, especially when he was a groomsman. Hey, groomsmen have schedules too, and sometimes they live on the other side of the continent, missing the bachelorette party and only arriving on the day of the wedding. It happens.

He tries to look around, trying to find where the grooms room is.