"Anyway, my sister called yesterday and it's not going to be that simple."
Beth rolled her eyes at me. "You know perfectly well you don't have a sister."
"Dead?" Joan asked.
"Extradited. It's a messy story, complete with a hooker, a chicken, 25 lengths of copper tubing, Lydia and a rubber llama suit."
--from The Great Cucumber Heist, by Jen, for Beth
|Beth and Tera.|
Beth and Tera and Jen and Joan were all friends in San Diego for a very long period of time. Beth was the bridesmaid at Jen and Joan's wedding almost 20 years ago, to give you a time frame. There were adventures too numerous to mention, but let's just say balloons were stolen, Zambonis were cheered for and the entire line at CVS Pharmacy was treated to some incredibly silly street theater, among other things. Then Beth and Tera moved to Portland, OR and Jen and Joan moved to Dallas, TX, and they didn't see as much of each other, but still thought fondly of each other all the time and kept things silly on Facebook.
Beth died Sunday night of unknown but probably natural causes. We miss her terribly and probably always will.
Incidentally, if anyone wants a cat, please comment below. Beth had 3 and they are now homeless. And that's about all I can say at this time.