"Why is it so difficult to decide on what grade of beef to get?" he mumbled to himself as he sidestepped to the left while studying the meat. It wasn't like this was his first time buying ground beef. Rolling his head on his shoulders, something caught his eye. Just as he turned to look at what it was, two women collided in the aisle. Their groceries tumbled to the floor. Without hesitation, Micah hurried to help. It was only a few steps away. Bending down across from the other lowered woman, he picked up a box of cereal and passed it to the woman standing, "You should be more careful," he spoke gently to the woman he was helping, "Let me help you get the rest of your things," he offered. Picking up the meat, he extended it to the woman. When she looked up to take it from him, his heart stopped and he dropped the meat. It was Opal. Rising quickly, he swallowed hard and looked around him for Warren. The last thing he needed was to reopen that can of worms and if Opal was near, he was fairly certain Warren would be. Weirdly enough, he wasn't. Opal was at the store alone, "I, uh," he started, "I'm sorry," he apologized, "I didn't mean to drop it. I just - I wasn't expecting you." Great, sound like an ass. That'll do you real good. "It was a surprise, that's all," he corrected himself. She was the last person he ever expected to see and was the last person he had hoped to see in the town. Everything stirred back up inside him and Micah was having a hard time deciding between yelling at her for what she did, running to avoid the conflict, or just standing there like an idiot. It seemed his mind had settled on the last as he simply stood there watching her. She was as beautiful as he remembered and dreamt but she was also the source of nightmares and heartache. Excuse yourself, idiot, get out of here before things turn even more awkward or go south. He couldn't do anything though. He simply stood there fidgeting uncomfortably as he watched her.