Feather Twenty-Nine

"Don't you ever go out, aside from with those two?" Ana asked, glancing over at the MacManus twins.

"Not really," Siobhan said, a careful shrug lifting her shoulders.

"Why not?" Blue eyes – darker blue than Murphy's own, but with a peculiar hint of green in them – studied her inquisitively.

"Hard to, when I only know them an' m'grandda," Siobhan admitted, "And you."

A determined look crossed Ana's features. "You're available tomorrow, right?" Ana asked.

Siobhan thought for a moment, then nodded. Malachi had given her a few days off, to recover from the church incident.

"I'm gonna take you to my friend's place. Teanna and her sister are great friends."

Siobhan found that she couldn't refuse Ana this time. Not unlike how Siobhan couldn't quite bring herself to actually tell the twins to shove off when they dragged her out of the pub.