"I'm sure Ma will understand. With all these upheaval the kids deserve a treat. And you deserve a treat. You still like those really sticky ones? They still sell them. I'd think about you every time I stopped for doughnuts. There were lots of little things that reminded me of you. You were woven into every fibre of my being."
Daniel leaned into Johnny more, his steps slow and steady, feet faltering every so often.
"I'm okay. Tired. Feel like crap. But doing okay."