"You're turning him into a fucking fairy," Tobias sneered at his wife.
Inez clenched her jaw. "They're bubbles, Tobias. He likes them." She watched her toddler giggling and chasing the soap bubbles she was blowing across the backyard. "Sometimes I think you don't like seeing your son having fun."
"Why should I? I didn't even want him."
Glaring at her husband, Inez splashed some of the soap onto his pants and received a hard slap to the face in return.
"Bitch. I'm going to be late."
Tobias stormed back into the house and Inez continued blowing bubbles for her son.