The news that the principal's wife was pregnant quickly spread throughout the entire school, causing a huge commotion.
Fox was half human, half god, but surrounded by a group of women, she seemed as fragile as a delicate flower.
The way she kept carefully laying a hand over her stomach left Alvin at a loss for words.
It had only been a few days!
Watching Fox and Shirley, who was six months pregnant, hold hands and trade pregnancy tips,
Alvin had been pushed outside the crowd. He helplessly patted little Ginny, perched on his shoulder, and said, "Sweetheart, Fox seems like a different person. I feel like she doesn't like me much anymore."
Little Ginny drooled as she shoved a lemon-flavored lollipop into her dad's mouth. Then the two of them sucked on their lollipops and complained about how quickly women changed.
Nick, sporting a bruised and swollen face, hurried over as soon as he heard the news.
He bounced on his heels as he watched Fox in the crowd, then looked up at Alvin and said, "I bet it's going to be a boy this time. Have you thought of a name for him?
"The one in Shirley's belly is called 'Mike.' What do you think of 'Frank' for the one in Fox's?"
Alvin shot Nick a sideways look and said, "I bet this 'Frank' won't be named after Frank Castle.
"Buddy, could you watch fewer gangster movies?
"'Mike Corleone' and 'Frank Lucas'—what are you trying to do?
"The United States is already in bad enough shape. Stop making things worse for it!"
Nick showed no sign of being discouraged after his dream of becoming a Godfather had been exposed. He said solemnly, "'Frank' is a good name. At the very least, you could use it as his middle