'You know, I never liked flowers for graves. They're just this morbid reflection of death, as if this place needs any more of that...' When Llew arrives at the graveyard with flowers for his mum, the last thing he expects to find is a feisty, possibly feral girl hijacking his night. Llew cant stand her cynicism and Aoife thinks he's an eejit, but the two are apparently stuck with each other, with nothing in common but grief. As heart-warming as it is heart-wrenching, a new dark comedy about time moving forward when it feels like everything should stop.