“Please!”your daughter Faith shouted at your husband Kamal. He shook his his head “No sweetheart. I will not buy a flamingo.” When you realized your daughter wasn’t responding”Darling” you began “It’s quite impossible for us to get you a flamingo. They need to live in their own habitat. *you eyed Kamal. He rolled his eyes. “b-but”*Faith cried in your arms. “Look what you did, bastard!”*you whispered. Faith pulled away. “Can I get a bastard , mommy?” “Oh ,fuck no”