His pain keeps him isolated. Alone. Until Devan breaks through his walls. Mac hasn't voluntarily spoken to another soul in months. Not since a mortar attack left him scarred and in constant pain. But when he runs out of coffee, he heads out into the snowy, Boston winter to fuel his caffeine addiction. He's never been to Artist's Grind-part coffee shop, part local artist mecca-but when he sees Devan wiping graffiti off...