Giggling some more, she took the wrapper off her sandwich. "Yeah, feels good." She said, and tugged Miguel to her so she could kiss him. "He brought me some food, Daddy, he's such a good boyfriend." She said, and Miguel flushed.
"Good job, Diaz." Johnny said, pouting at the loss of Daniel and got up so he could open Sam's soda for her, sticking the straw in. She'd chosen pink for her wrist cast. Sam looked at him. "Thanks, Papa. Guess what? The doctor says I have to do school at home for awhile." She pouted. "I don't get to see Miguel every day. Or Demetri."