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It entered the house through the youngest and presumably weakest child.
She had it long enough to almost immediately infect her caretaker, the normally strong and impervious, Mom. But Mom was no match for this silent foe and went down quick and hard while Baby Girl youthfully rebounded.
Dad tagged in next, valiantly taking over household chores and responsibilities, struggling under the immense expectations, but managing nonetheless. The kids might be having chicken nuggets and Jell-O for dinner every night, but they were eating. He fed Mom a steady stream of pharmaceuticals to temper her misery. He, would protect them all.
He stood strong and tall like a majestic redwood as others fell around him, parents, friends, neighbors, until he was chopped at the knees by the voracious bug and the mighty giant crashed into bed as well.
Their hope now lied in the oldest boy child, too stubborn to get sick, too busy to sit still long enough to catch ill, and...
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