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“You’re right. I’ll think about it,” the old Mr. Nacht 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,” Robbie 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. Nacht said. “Anything else?”

Robbie 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. Nacht said with a grin. “Can you help me?”

“Help you?” Robbie asked as curiosity got the better of him.

The old Mr. Nacht 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, Spencer walked over to the table and unpacked the lunch boxes.

moment Spencer uncovered the basket, and he watched with starry eyes as all

food as he struggled to move his

old Mr. Nacht said with an exasperated sigh. “Oh dear, looks like you can’t finish it

sleeping,” Robbie said before he was cut off by Ellie’s cries. “Mommy!

rushing over to Ellie’s side and patting her shoulder gently. “Don’t

Ellie cried, burying her face in

Robbie said, wiping her tears away. “Are

Ellie answered, licking her

into a sitting position. He walked back to the old Mr. Nacht’s side and bowed to

thank me!” the old Mr. Nacht said hurriedly. “You’re doing me a favor

old Mr. Nacht’s eyes. “When my Mommy and Mrs. Berry are here, I’ll ask them

we have a pact!” the old Mr. Nacht said,

Robbie said, sticking out his pinkie