Party Animal In the Form of a She

She was the best of us. She was gloriously fun and exciting. She laughed like no other, throwing back her head, full mouth open. She was outgoing, completely her own person, and outrageous. We adored her. She grew up a few years. Began dating three men at a time. Engaged to one man, married to another. She was living a life other women did not dare dream of in the 70’s. She was a party animal before society knew women could be. She came up missing in February. Her car was missing too, a beautiful, two-toned sports car. All the contents of the car were missing too, and there were a lot of them. She was moving to another region at the time. She had partied with friends. The next morning she was taking the loaded car and her children To move away from their daddy and all of his clan. People who had been there for her children when she wasn’t. The Highway Patrol put out bulletins. People searched for months. She never showed up, neither did the car. The 70’s was not ready for a party animal in the form of a she. It is a different time now. I wonder if she would have made it if it happened today instead of 1979?