Chapter 3: Oh, God, not that.
"Quetzalcóatl," Daniel said.
Jack looked at him. "Bless you."
"I'm serious."
Jack looked back down at his crossword, "Seriously irritating."
"You could call him 'Quetz'," Daniel continued, "Aztec god of the morning and evening star."
"I don't care." Jack told him. "Can you imagine the poor kid trying to spell it in kindergarten? Having to write it out in macaroni?"
The image this idea produced made him smile, but not enough to lumber his kid with it.
Besides, he'd never get Sam to agree.
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"Thor."
"No, Jack."
"Heimdall?" he suggested, "Freyr?"
"We are not naming our son after an Asgard."
"Actually," he grumbled, "I was thinking of the Norse gods."
"We're not naming him after one of those either."