"Yes, of course. It's my job." Johnny replied, getting up reluctantly to give Daniel another drink. The in sickness part of his vows was hard, but he planned on being there. It was bad enough they'd lost those five years. If he only hadn't been so damn stubborn. And if Daniel hadn't been. Johnny was always going to regret those five years of being apart.
He got the Dr. Pepper and held it up to Daniel so he could get a drink. "Don't drink too fast, babe. Sip it." He said, looking briefly at Lucille. "Don't be mad at him, Ma. Just let it go. It's so much easier."
She heaved a sigh. "I said fine, I would drop it. I don't like it though. Not one bit."