A Different Response to My Name

Yesterday morning Kate was up unusually early. She showered and dressed with plenty of time to get to Panera by 9:15. As we got out of the car, she called me by name. Then she said, “I shouldn’t have done that.” I asked her why, and she said, “You are my elder.” I told her that would be all right and that we were good friends. She said, “I still shouldn’t have said it.” I told her it was all right for me. She paused a second and then said, “I still think I shouldn’t say it, but if it’s all right with you.”