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That would've happened had Willy said he wasn't fit to be a parent. And that was how Lilly was sure things were going to end up.
But things didn't end up like that.
Willy sighed heavily. "I told you…all I'd do as a father would be to make sure the child doesn't run off and kill itself." He stayed silent for a moment, and then looked up at Lilly. "But…I'm willing to give it a try."
Lilly beamed and threw her arms around Willy's neck. "Thank you so much, Willy," she said into his shoulder, and the two of them fell backwards in the grass.
"You'll be a great father, I promise," Lilly said quietly, kissing Willy on the cheek by his ear.
Willy looked at the ceiling. "Lilly," he muttered. "I don't think that promise was one you can keep…."
Lilly looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "You can name it."
Willy suddenly seemed very confident. "I was thinking Willy Junior—if it was a boy—or Libby if it was a girl."
"I like Libby," Lilly said, propping herself up on her elbows and looking down at Willy, "but Willy Junior?" She raised an eyebrow. "Why Willy Junior?"
"Because," Willy said, once again with the air of obviousness. "It would be rather confusing if we were to call him Willy Senior, which, if you hadn't noticed, would be me."