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"No," Emma shook his head.
"Here, I got you some beef Jerky," Emma's big brother said while pulling some food out of the cloth hidden within his tattered outfit.
Emma eyes brightened up as he spotted the meal and quickly collected it. He wasted no time in devouring it as he had barely eaten anything throughout the day.
Sam brought out some other food items from where he had hidden them within his clothes and moved to drop some on a three legged table within this small space."Sarah," He whispered to the little girl laying beside thier mother.
She looked no older than two years of age but she opened her eyes the instant she felt a tug.
"Big brother, I smell something delicious..." Drool escaped the side of her lips as she voiced out.
Sam had to tell her to 'shush' as well before passing her some food.
Emma passed out immediately after devouring what his big brother brought back home.
He was later awakened by the sound of loud voices in the living room.
"I TOLD YOU TO STOP DOING THAT! YOU DISOBEDIENT CHILD!""Mum, Emma and Sarah can barely eat each day, do you expect me to watch them starve?"
"YOU IDIOT FEEDING THEM BY COMMITTING CRIME IS NOT THE WAY TO GO,"
"It is already a crime that we live in such a state! We lost dad to a crime! It is a crime that we never got justice! It is a crime that only the rich get to live without fear of going hungry in this city! Since the world is full of crime, no one should blame me for joining in!"
Pah!
Emma slowly sat up after witnessing his mum slap his big brother.
"YOUR FATHER DIED DOING THE RIGHT THING. DO NOT DISHONOUR HIM WITH YOUR ACTIONS,"
"Mum..." Emma couldn't really understand what was happening but he subconsciously voiced out.
Sam slowly tilted his face to the side without touching his chin before replying.
"If dishonoring him feeds Emma and Sarah... I'll do so as many times as I can," Sam eyes reddened as he voiced out.
Before their mother could retort, Sam turned around and stormed out of the small apartment.
"Mum why are you arguing with big brother?" Emma said while standing to feet.
"Don't go bey bruther..." Sarah voiced incoherently but Sam was already gone.
Emma was only around six years old at the time so he didn't understand a lot but he knew Sam was involved in things their mother didn't agree to.
