"You're right. I'll think about it, " the old Mr. Giblo said, nodding in agreement.
"Can you help me move my sister to this room too? It's easier for me to look after the both of them here, " Randy requested, only for a few nurses to appear at the door just seconds later with his sleeping sister in tow.
"That's already settled, " the old Mr. Giblo said. "Anything else?"
Randy lowered his gaze and thought about it for a moment before answering, "That's it for now."
"Alright then, it's my turn now, " the old Mr. Giblo said with a grin. "Can you help me?"
"Help you?" Randy asked as curiosity got the better of him.
The old Mr. Giblo pointed at the basket sitting on the table and said, "My family sent me lots of food, but I don't really have much of an appetite. Can you help me finish them? I don't want to waste food, after all."
As he spoke, Thompson walked over to the table and unpacked the lunch boxes.
The aroma of the food hit Randy's nostrils the moment Thompson uncovered the basket, and he watched with starry eyes as all the dishes appeared on the table in seconds.
Randy's stomach growled at the sight of the food as he struggled to move his gaze away.
"That's a lot of food, " the old Mr. Giblo said with an exasperated sigh. "Oh dear, looks like you can't finish it by yourself. I wish your siblings were here!"
"They're still sleeping, " Randy said before he was cut off by Venus's cries. "Mommy! Mommy!"
"Venus!" he shouted, rushing over to Venus's side and patting her shoulder gently. "Don't worry, Venus, I'm here!"
"Randy!" Venus cried, burying her face in Randy's chest. "I miss Mommy!"
"Don't be scared, Mommy's coming soon!" Randy said, wiping her tears away. "Are you hungry? Do you want some food?"
"Yeah, I'm hungry, " Venus answered, licking her lips.
"Give me a second, " Randy said as he helped Venus up into a sitting position. He walked back to the old Mr. Giblo's side and bowed to him. "Thank you, Grandpa Giblo!"
"No need to thank me!" the old Mr. Giblo said hurriedly. "You're doing me a favor here."
"No matter what, we're still eating food that was meant for you, " Randy said, raising his head to meet the old Mr. Giblo's eyes. "When my Mommy and Mrs. Borah are here, I'll ask them to cook twice the amount for you. Mrs. Borah's food is really good!"
"Alright, we have a pact!" the old Mr. Giblo said, touched by Randy's compassion.
"Pinkie promise!" Randy said, sticking out his pinkie finger.
The old Mr. Giblo bent over and made a pinkie promise with Randy while sporting a wide grin on his face. This is probably the only childish thing this kid did tonight!
"Alright, eat up!" the older Mr. Giblo said, pushing Randy over to the table. "Your sister is starving!"
Randy nodded and hurried over to set the table. A nurse rushed over and offered to help, and he accepted her offer gratefully.
"Thank you!" he said before heading to the bathroom to wash his hands.
When he returned, the nurse had already moved the dishes to Venus's overbed table and moved a chair over for Randy to sit on. She took out an alcohol wipe and helped Randy clean his hands a second time.
"Alright, let's eat!" Randy said, picking up a bowl of oatmeal. "I'll feed you, Venus."
"I can eat it myself, " Venus said, rubbing her swollen eyes. "You should eat too, Randy. I can hear your stomach grumbling."
Randy chuckled and rubbed his belly with a sheepish smile.
"Thank you, Grandpa Giblo!" Venus said, bowing her head. "Mommy always talks about how good people will get good karma, and you'll be one of them!"
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