"Ma is the only mom that I've ever really respected. My mom let Sid treat me like shit. And she didn't accept us. Her love was conditional." Johnny sighed. "Daniel, you know that if I could take back all of that, I would. I love you more than my own life. You know that I'm never going to hurt you like that ever again, right?"
Then he considered what Daniel had asked. "No, I didn't sleep. But it's okay. I crashed so hard last night I wasn't tired. I thought I might, because of you, but I didn't. But it also partly had to do with my book. It's about a car that murders people." Johnny shivered a bit.