Seeing him sleeping, Kevin took the time to make new stock, and to add some pureed vegetables to it. Nothing heavy, not too thick, but packed with enough vitamins to make any virus hold up the white flag. He also started a loaf of bread for later.

Stuffing a straw in a big mug, he carried it back into the bedroom. "Mimsy, go eat." She jumped down off the bed at her name but sat staring at him. HELLO DADDY!

"Frau? Frau, c'mon, ya gotta drink this. Tolly, move ya pain in the ass."