"Dad, don't worry about it. It's all good. Miguel is all set up, using his crutches like a pro. Nonna's fine, don't worry about it. You worry about getting home. Matthew's fine, he's helping Nonna make brownies right now." Deacon replied, as Johnny set a burger and fries in front of Daniel.
"It's just from McDonald's, baby. Go slow, you can eat some." Johnny's was bigger, a Big Mac and fries, both had a milkshake. Johnny slapped his hands together in anticipation. "Thanks, kiddo. We both appreciate it."Then he took a huge bite out of his burger.