"My name could be Ethan, I had always liked that name." John's brother said, before glancing at his father and his brother who gave him a quick nod.
"I like that name," John commented offering him a smile. Then he turned around to gaze at his father and stated, "there's a bed still intact in Roselyn's room. You can sleep there."
John said squeezing his eyes slightly trying not to think about what he and Roselyn did last night on that bed.
"Thank you, John," William said in a weak tone of voice and leaning over his son's body who helped him to walk toward that room.
John and his father walked toward the room and John helped him to lay down slowly and made sure to change the sheets before covering him.
"The way you looked at Roselyn, I had never seen that spark in your eyes, John," William said offering a supportive smile as he looked at him.
