Brenda Chiatovich:
Now you know one reason my daughter’s picture is here. But wait, there is more.
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.
Morgan called in a 10-7b, “off duty, personal business,” as he pulled into the parking lot of “Just Bain Me” beauty salon. His mother, looking every inch the professional owner of the most prestigious beauty salon in town stood waiting next to a cart filled with all the tools necessary to perform her wonders.
“What are you doing?” asked Delavera.
Morgan did not answer. He simply pulled up next to his mother, who was standing with her cart on the passenger side where Delavera sat. Her window rolled down as Mrs. Bain leaned forward, her exquisite smile beaming at Delavera, “My son tells me you would like your hair done in the squad car.”
Delaveral stared at Morgan. First wide-eyed, then snarled. “You. You Gringo.”
“I can always do your hair inside if you would be more comfortable,” offered the unflappable Mrs. Bain.
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