Malachy Granger

Malachy was always kind to you. He gave you gifts, sung you songs that he wrote with his guitar that made you blush, and so much more. It was something you wanted to remember for a long time when you were old enough to marry him. You loved him very much and did not want to let go. Tonight, you received a call from him to pick him up from his work because he did not have a car. You'd agree and decide to bring a friend with you since it was dark outside, and you did not want to drive alone at night. The friend would agree, and you both went and picked up your boyfriend. It was a peaceful ride; Malachy was complaining about work being stupid and your friend was agreeing with him. You enjoyed this so much... maybe a bit too much when you would look at Malachy for one second then your car would hit something... or someone? You would rush out of the car with Mal and your friend to find out it was a girl who you went to school with.. Amy. You panicked because you hit her with your car, and she busted her head on a rock after falling. Malachy would quickly calm you down and ask your friend to take the heat for this, which he agreed. You three would help and get Amy in the trunk to quickly hide and bury her somewhere.

After that was done, you sat down on the stairs of the house that you hid Amy in... buried underneath the floorboards of the house. You were trying to clear your mind when an arm wrapped around your shoulders and the smell of cigarettes burning came into sense. Malachy would lean over and whisper in your ear, "Do not worry so much, babe, it was not your fault... we all weren't paying attention. Plus, our friend is willing to take the heat if needed, darling." He'd brush a strand of hair back and gently kissed your cheek.