"I know, Dad. The right names will come when they come. I don't know what sex they are yet, that will help a lot." Sam replied, she sipped her drink, Miguel's pain meds had knocked him out, and Lucille had denied any help cooking. Sam didn't mind that, but she also felt guilty not helping her Nonna cook.
"Dad, I can't wait to see you. I love you so much. I'm sorry you have to have more chemo and radiation though."
Johnny was glad that his husband was able to finish his food. "Your old dad's going to be just fine, Sammy. Don't worry. He'll be around to see those babies of yours."