Then they debated and deliberated and decided just one more and therefore got twins-Rigel and Orion-who were no doubt going to voice hostility about their names when they became older than four, especially when Rigel found out he was named after the constellation’s toe, but who for the moment were too little and too loud to care. First Roo was born, all pink and sticky and loud and miraculous. They had decided to hyphenate because-and in spite-of all the usual reasons but mostly so their firstborn could have his grandfather’s name without sounding too presidential, which seemed to his parents like a lot of pressure for a six-pound, two-ounce, brand-new tiny human.
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