Once when I was working in the kitchen of our farmhouse, I...

Once when I was working in the kitchen of our farmhouse, I saw our two-and-a-half-year-old son going out to the back porch where he often played. Soon he came back in and clung to my side. Then he started to cry, and told me he had had a drink of juice that was now burning his mouth. I went out to find an open bottle of fly control phosphate poison that my husband used for spraying the barn area.

I picked up the child and, while embracing him, smelled the poison on his breath. In panic I yelled down to my husband in the barn to come up to the house at once. But he did not hear me.

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