Jack's sister glared at Sean with hatred in her eyes.
Sean returned to that terrible night. He was driving too fast and also using his mobile. Jack was in the car and broke both legs, ending a career which held the promise of international football.
"He died alone in a bedsit at only 33. An overdose, but you're the real killer, aren't you?"
Everyone in the pub stared. Sean muttered a tearful apology to her contempt and slunk out into the indifferent wet streets, guilt bringing tears to his eyes and soul.