Poor Danny. You are so enfeebled!
Don't worry. No big deal. Just a common cold.
Mom called just now saying that she and Dad will be back later. Do you want to speak to them on phone?
No. You can never count on the grown-ups when there is something.
Whatever. Have a drink of water.
Come on, sister. This is the seventh glass already.
Maybe later. I think we have a medicine-kit.
Do we? Where is it?
Probably on the of the cabinet. I'll go and get it.
Be careful. Now I have no one but you to depend on.
Oh, here it is. Patulin. Oh, no!
What's the new strike?
Keep lying down. The matter is that all the medicine here is past expiration.
Poor me!