She felt bad that she reacted to so harshly. No doubt, his head and body will be sore for the next several days. All thanks to her. Just because she got spooked. Grimacing as she watched him rub his head where it hit the ground. Feeling grateful that he wasn’t too mad at for throwing him to the ground.<br/><br/>“Not so sure about timing I’m back for my father funeral” her voice filled with sadness and grief. A light blush hit her cheeks when he said that was real looker. She threaded a strand of her auburn hair behind her ear. A small smile curved her lips. “You quite handsome yourself” Her eyes darted to the ground then back at his face. She had always been a little shy around guys. More so over the years never quite trusting them. Somehow she didn’t feel as shy with Ricari. Prehaps because she knew him slightly or maybe because saved so many years ago.Even if he didn’t remember doing so. She wasn’t sure surprised that he didn’t remember her. Ten years had passed. That and he spent most his time the bottle.<br/><br/>She smiled at him when he shook her hand. “No you don’t small town and all” Her mother had mentioned it just a few days before dad had past. How the town was divided about his coming back. Even remarked on that he was making plans of buying Clancy’s and turning into a Catholic church.<br/><br/>Michele’s throat clutch as her heard as if a few drinks with him. She felt as if she couldn’t breathe.  Not because he ask. No, she would love to have to a drink or two with him. If she went had a drink him she would have to go inside that bar. A battle rage within her. There be had time she would have to go in there to figure out how to remove the remains. She shuddered at that thought and push it aside. Time to face her demons she thought. Gather her composer quickly. Hoping he didn’t notice. She titled her head at him and smiled. “ I would to love to”