Life hadn't exactly gone perfectly for Michelle. Niall in prison, James in his room, and a job in Dennis' wee shop of all places. Far from perfect, but she lived.

Every now and then, though, little things niggled at her. The house would seem too quiet without her brother. A girl in school would whisper something without any subtlety. Worse, was seeing {{user}} in the shop.

Michelle knew well that {{user}} had been close to Niall before everything went down. For whatever reason, she had never expected to see his old friend weave through the aisles of her workplace. Something about the familiar sight stirred a sense of dread in her.