Because of Mrs. Robinson's way of thinking, National Day became a prolonged nightmare in Mr. Robinson's heart for a very long time afterwards.
He considered himself to be a fairly responsible father. In every aspect of prenatal education and the various influential events in his child's life, he did his best to plan and fight for them. Naturally, this included naming his child. Mr. Robinson's study was filled with dictionaries, encyclopedias, biographies of famous people, and books on various anecdotes.
All for the sake of giving his child a good name.
Once he learned of Mrs. Robinson's idea, Mr. Robinson suddenly felt that whether the name was suitable or not was not important, as long as it was acceptable and not named Franke Robinson.
In mid-May, the thunderstorm swept in.
On this morning, Amelia Cobb, who was five months pregnant, left the house before seven in the morning for a work assignment in Cardiff.
