#74, Suzy.

You were Z's best friend (such unlikely companions!). Tall and full of snark, you painted your nails and constantly sported new kicks. You smoked way too much and loved owls intensely. Your cat's name was Tortuga, and you had comfort in Busta Rhymes and Missy Elliott. Anxiety was your middle name, before anyone even knew what Prozac was. i often felt we were kindred spirits, even though you were so judgmental it was, at times, profoundly caustic. The last time i saw you was at the Fire Festival, where you told me that you'd gotten married. That was years ago... my sis and i really miss you, too.