It had been 15 days since Taeoh caught typhoid fever. Poor child could not eat anything as only drinks were allowed.

"Doona" he called out for Soojung. He meant to say Noona but his words were still sloppy. "I want do eat saudages"

"No. You can't, Kim Taeoh" Jongin answered sternly instead.

"Whyyyy?" Little Taeoh whined, rubbing his stomach, "I'm hungry"

"How about milo or horlicks?" His voice softened.

Little boy shook his head immediately.

"I don't want dem" he whined once more, "I want do eat saudages"

"Taeoh ah.." Jongin sighed at his stubbornness.

"How about giving him a sausage?" Soojung took her little brother's side as she felt pity for him. No food for 15 days would be the death of her.

"What?" Jongin looked at his sister in shock.

"He had not eaten anything for many days, oppa. He must be so hungry by now" she tried convincing him.

"But mom and dad told us not to give him food aside from drinks" he argued.

"But.. But a sausage won't hurt" she said, "When I had stomachache last year, mom and dad told me not to eat anything. But one night, I was too hungry so I went to the kitchen and stole a sausage and ate it. Nothing happened to me that night"

"Doona is righd! Doona is righd!" Taeoh nodded in agreement.

Jongin was convinced by her experience so he allowed Soojung to sneak Taeoh a sausage.

He enjoyed the sausage happily and it made Jongin and Soojung smile too.

It was on the afternoon of Sunday. Their house was in chaos. Taeoh kept crying from the moment he woke up from his nap and no one was home except Jongin and Soojung. They tried soothing him by sing