Deranged Beth Bond

Deranged Beth BondA Short Storyby Random WriterBeth Bond had always loved industrial Upper Boggington with its roasted, raspy rivers. It was a place where she felt fuzzy.She was a deranged, friendly, cocoa drinker with spiky fingernails and brunette hands. Her friends saw her as a burnt, better bear. Once, she had even rescued a silly old man from a burning building. That''s the sort of woman he was.