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I was cutting vegetables in the kitchen when my four-year-old daughter tugged my arm, looking scared and worried. Mommy, can I stop taking the pills grandma gives me every single day? My blood ran cold hearing those words. My mother-in-law had always insisted they were good vitamins for her growth and health. Trying not to panic, I told my daughter to bring me the pill bottle from her bedroom right now. When I saw the label, I…
The smell of carrots and garlic had filled the kitchen, the steady rhythm of the knife against the cutting board blending with the faint hum...
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