"Anyone who knows my middle name gets 5 points," Treat read from the game card he'd just drawn. We were playing a silly game that my Courtney had sent for my birthday, after a fabulous meal that Bill and Emily had prepared to celebrate my latest trip around the sun.
We all looked at Amy sympathetically. The rest of us knew the answer, of course, but she was visiting from Arizona and hadn't seen Treat in decades. Even so, Treat was encouraging. "I bet you could figure it out," he said.
"Is it William?" she guessed, logically choosing his father's name.
"No," he answered, "but you can still get it. You actually have all the information you need."
Heidi jerked her head at Treat and raised her eyebrows dramatically, trying to provide a clue, but Amy was still confused. "I give up!" she sighed, "unless it's Melvin?" she joked.
"It's Treat!" We all told her in unison.
Amy didn't skip a beat. "Your name is Treat Treat?"
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