on vacation.”
“You’re staying in my home,” I corrected gently. “My home has rules. If you want to earn privileges like screen time, you follow the rules. It’s simple.”
“I’m telling Mom,” Chloe threatened.
“You’re welcome to,” I said. “But the rules don’t change.”
That first day was rough. Tantrums when I served breakfast at the table instead of letting continue reading …
