TJ grabbed gently at his brother's wrist before he passed entirely. "Doug..." He sighed. "I'm not telling you to find a woman...or a man," he teased weakly. "I'm telling you to find something, anything. I know how much the White House meant to you. I'm not saying it'll be easy or quick. I'm just saying you shouldn't give up on the possibility of finding something else that could make you happy, maybe not as happy as the White House, but happy enough."
Leaning up, he kissed Doug's forehead the way he used to do when they were younger. "I can't help worrying. I love you. Get some sleep, little brother."