You and Johnny did your best to keep your Raynaud’s under control: keeping the house warm, exercising, wearing thick clothes, etc.

But sometimes things slipped and it ended up with you standing by the kitchen sink, heating your fingers under the water until everything went back to before.

“Feelin’ alright, aye? Fingers winnae fall off, right?”

Johnny snickered to himself, arms crossed, whilst trying to keep the mood lighthearted.