One evening, Jennie announced, "we're going to a book festival, Phil. I won second place in a contest."
I accompanied her, ambivalent but ready with a celebratory gift The M/C announced the first prize winner. We waited, no one stirred. I wriggled beside Jennie, undecided.
"Guess Ben Ashley had better things to do," said Mrs. M/C.
The audience laughed. Mrs. M/C announced Jennifer who strode up and accepted her award to a cheering crowd. I squirmed, wondering when I'd tell her I'm Ben Ashley.