Chapter 11
Bri wore knee-length aquamarine pants and a gauzy cream top while she walked down the makeshift aisle with Dad. I was standing between Lauren, her maid of honor, and Alison, the other bridesmaid.
The trees were beautiful this time of year in Central Park. They should have had their wedding out here. The pictures would have been lovely. But she didn't want to have the possibility of it being rainy. Understandable, I guess.
Dad handed Bri off to Troy and stepped aside. Troy was wearing khaki shorts and a navy polo shirt. His hair was thinning, so he grew it long and brushed it to the front and gelled it. The most attractive feature about him was his vivid blue eyes.
"After we're married, we'll leave first, then Lauren and Patrick, followed by Es and Ryan, and Alison and Carl.
