CHAPTER 9
Everyone sat around the table enjoying their wonderful meal as they discussed the idea of wishes being granted. Angelo looked to Ollie, still dumbstruck over his declaration and said, “That’s all just summation and we have no idea what’s really going on.”
“Really? Let me ask you this, do you feel any different?”
“Of course, I don’t. I think you’re losing your mind, Ollie. I am not a pixie. There is no way I can get pregnant,” Angelo insisted as he scooped some mashed potatoes onto his fork and
brought the utensil to his lips, but then froze at the next words.
“It’s not entirely impossible,” Rune replied. “There are instances where mother nature, or fate, has stepped in and allowed male species to reproduce because of the imbalance of male to female populations.”
Angelo slow
