Slag.
Having never heard the members shout out as celebration—and it was good— the tone of the men's deep voices surprisingly optimistic left her smiling.
"What's that about?" She tossed the cloth in the bin for dirty clothes.
"Don't know." He walked with her to the group surrounding the table with all the packages they'd bought at the store. Brage nudged Rune. "Huh?"
"Peer named the kid." Rune grinned.
Interested in what he'd chosen, Dinah leaned in front of Brage to direct her question toward Rune, and asked, "What is it?"
"Tyr." Rune nodded in appreciation. "Ballsy name."
"Ja," replied Brage, squaring his shoulders.
She smiled, not knowing the meaning behind the name. It was apparent she was missing out on why all the men were cheering for the baby.
Leaning against Brage, she wondered if her name was really even Dinah Marie Reed. Her last name wasn't Reed. Her real parents could've named her something else. Maybe something special that brought happiness to them like it had for the club to hear the name Tyr.
She would probably never know.