
Tiffany Chiatovich Melendez:
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.
Peaches Pardot stood outside the hospital room where L.C. Lay in bed. As she did so she heard the news cast. Then watched as Collars walked right past her down the hall.
She knew there were at least two cops still in the room.
Her heart began to beat faster and faster. This was no place to be found and no time to be found here.
There was only one thing to do now. Get out of the hospital and find a lawyer. A good one, and fast.
Peaches left quickly and quietly.
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