Now you know one reason my daughter’s picture is here. But wait, there is more.
So, did you guess? My Mom and my Grand Pop wanted the perfect name for the bad girl in this story. So they picked one of my nick-names, Peaches.
Oh, yes. I have other nick-names, but one will do for now.
“This is a neat gadget,” Delavera was working with the GPS tracking device while Morgan drove. “She could be heading out of town.”
“Lets pull over and get a coffee and snack. This could take a while.”
“Think we can afford the time?”
“Whatever she has in mind we won’t get there in time to stop her. The best we can do is catch her if she does something wrong.”
“Collars is going to say if we were faster we could have stopped her.”
“Stopped her from what? Leaving the city limits? Until she leaves the city limits she hasn’t done anything to stop her from. If she leaves the city limits we will know she crossed the line before she does. Up in the woods where she is it isn’t posted on signs, you know.”
Morgan pulled into the last coffee shop on this end of town.
“You too smart for your own good. One day you will bite your own tail off thinking it belongs to the dog in front of you.” Delavera advised with a bit of coquetry. She swung her hips meaningfully and defiantly as she strode into the building.
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