"Daddy! Daddy! Look! We bought a Christmas tree! Merry Christmas, Daddy!" The boys yell with great excitement. His wife, Belinda, smiles at her husband, Carlos, of seventeen years. Carlos glares at his wife with wicked eyes and doesn't say a word. He walks over to the tree, grabs it, and begins to drag it through the house, towards the front door. Ornaments are breaking and falling off. He throws the tree at the end of the driveway. The boy's eyes fill with tears. "Daddy! No, Daddy!" they both cry out. Carlos looks at Belinda. "I'm the only one who buys a Christmas tree for this house! Do you hear me?" Yells Carlos, as he storms into the bedroom and slams the door. Belinda hugs her boys. Crying and holding each other, they fall to the floor. It takes Belinda many hours to comfort her boys, eventually, they go to bed. As Belinda tucks them in, one of them whispers, "Bad Daddy." For the whole story, and others like ...