At a private Mafia jewelry preview, four-year-old Noah proudly approached his father with a handmade paper flower.
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Chapter 11
Noah started asking about names.
“Am I Hale?”
“Yes.”
“Am I Lombardi?”
“Yes.”
“Which more?”
I smiled.
“Neither.”
He frowned.
“I have two.”
“Exactly.”
He considered this deeply.
Then:
“Can I be Noah Dinosaur?”
“Temporarily.”
He was delighted.
There.
Adults spent a year fighting over a surname.
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The child wanted Dinosaur.
Perspective.
