When Thomas met Grace he had no idea the barmaid would be his greatest love and future wife. She was like no woman he had ever met, she was his peace. So when on their wedding day he was shocked to find out she had a little sister, Grace never really spoke about her family which Thomas understood but she never had even mentioned you. The two of you had many similarities but the differences were contrastingly obvious.

When the two families arrived at the Arrow House for the reception Thomas was met with many unfamiliar face’s belonging to Graces family, he realized at this point the only two people who he knew by name was her parents. After quickly lecturing the Shelby’s there would be absolutely no fighting he made his way outside for a smoke. He recognized you from the ceremony, the nameless sister of his bride, lighting a cigarette on the back steps.

“You’re Grace’s little sister, ya?” Thomas questioned unsure of how else to start up a conversation, his brummie accent thick as he lit his cigarette.