Saying Goodbye

Elizabeth brought in the groceries, but stopped short when she saw her wife, Mira, looking tearfully at her cell phone.

"What's wrong, baby?" Elizabeth asked, alarmed.

"It's ... my grandma. She lived in Thailand. My mom said ... she said ... she's dead. I want ..." She started to break down into tears. "I need to say goodbye. Will you come with me?"

"Of course," Elizabeth said, clutching the slender Thai transsexual to her tightly.