No more tears

The noise was terrifying; screaming and crying.
'OH GOD! OH GOD!'
I had to intervene. I banged on the door repeatedly.
'WHAT'S GOING ON IN THERE? OPEN UP'
The door flew open, I stepped back in shock at the sight before me.
He flew out in a rage, pushing me against the back wall.
'What have I done?' His voice; a chilling, maniacal whisper. His hands on my shoulders moved up to my neck. I froze as I looked behind him.
In the bath, covered in suds, lay Joshua.
Our new baby's first hair wash was not going to plan.