On the way to lunch, Kate asked me my name. Nothing unusual about that. Then she asked her name. I said, “Kate Creighton.” She said, “Creighton? Where did that come from?” I told her she got that name when we married. She was surprised and said, “We’re married?” I told her we were and told her her full name in which I included her maiden name. She didn’t recognize it. I started telling her that was her family’s name as we arrived at the restaurant. When we got inside, I started explaining. Then she mentioned the name of one of her aunt’s. There was clearly a spark of recognition. At least one other time while we were eating, she asked my name again.
I mentioned something about our being married, and she said, “Do we have children?” I gave her their names and told her about them and their families including our grandchildren. It was like the first time she had ever heard about any of them.
When we got home, she asked, “Are you a cousin?” I said, “No.” She said, “A friend.” I said, “Yes, I like to think I am your best friend.” She said, “My husband?”
