“You got your Ranger coin?” he asks. “What, you’re popping me with a coin check right now?” I pat my pocket. “Never go anywhere without it,” I say. “What about you?” “Can’t say I have mine with me. Guess I owe you a drink. So now you…” His throat catches with emotion. “Now you have to come back.” I hold my stare on Danny, my family not in blood but in every way that matters. “Roger that, brother.”
