My Stepdaughter Must Only Eat Vegan — My House, My Rules
My husband wasn’t in bed when I woke up at two in the morning. A scream then reached my ears. He was yelling from our son’s room, who is seven years old. My child was on the floor, covered in chocolate, and I froze as
I ran there. He appeared pale and ill. There was a big chocolate cake with peanuts next to him. We always take care to keep peanuts out of the house because he has a severe allergy to them.
