I walked up to the band and said ‘shhhhhh!’ Seriously, the noise was going right through my head. But did they listen? Of course not. They just kept playing and playing with little regard for how it was impacting me and my sensitive ears. ‘Shhhhh’ I tried again. The trombone player screwed up his nose at me. The violinist rolled her eyes. Then a young lady, who I’d never seen before in my life, appeared next to me wearing this big fuzzy white gown.
‘Gran! Come on, Gran. Let’s sit you back down over here shall we?’
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