Sara had grown weary of Andrew's ways. As time went on, her Beloved became her Not-So-Beloved. Her own odd logic justified her marriage: Drew earned a decent living, he just wasn't prosperous; he wasn't vulgar, just uncouth; and he certainly wasn't evil, only extremely inconsiderate.
Neither was Andrew a stranger to the banality of their marriage. Sara-So-Predictable, Sara Surprise-less, Sara Slow-to-Come, and on and on. It was easier to ignore the marital staleness than to upset the apple cart.
Almost daily, thoughts of freedom frolicked through Sara's mind as she questioned whether she had the skill and the will to recapture her life for herself. And, then, out of nowhere the magic formula manifested itself.
Extra Strength Boiler Makers, served throughout the sixth game of the Series, would be the easiest way. Everyone knew "Drew
loved two too many". Slyly smiling, Sara felt confident that by this time next week she'll be known as the Weeping Widow.
As the sixth game progressed, the drinks became stronger. The preparation of yet another drink was interrupted....
"Sara, these drinks are way too strong. Are you trying to ki....".
The look on Sara's face was a dead give away. As the shocking realization set in, Andrew barely had enough strength to support himself.
A small table displayed the ashes blanketed by rose petals. The sparsely attended memorial service prompted the Preacher to shorten his eulogy.
"The Lord works in mysterious ways. Sadly, Andrew's stumble resulting in Sara's tumble, caused them both to suffer lethal head injuries. Only God knows why He chose these bizarre events to hasten this couple to His bosom where they can share their companionship and love for each other in eternity. Let us pray..."