Life simply wouldn’t be the same without her.
He couldn’t remember how long he’d had her; ages. She’d always been so reliable, never gave him any trouble. Although she had been appreciated by others, he knew that his would be the greatest loss. He couldn’t believe how suddenly it had ended. One minute she was providing the dependable service that he’d come to expect and appreciate, then, for some reason that he couldn’t fathom, in an instant, she… well, she just went! How was he going to replace her? He was sure that he’d have a hard time trying to find her equal.
He couldn’t remember how she got the nickname of Betsy. Not that it mattered now that she’s dead.
He went online, looking for fridges.
