Before she could react, the sirens sounded, flooding her rearview mirror with red and blue flashing lights.
As she checked her speedometer, she internally cursed.
65MPH on a 60-mile road. Once again, she cursed at the officer, hoping he would listen. Little did she know it would be her speeding that caused the officer to cite her.
Unfortunately, Lashonda’s nightmare wasn’t her first. Ana, her ten-year-old daughter, was in the hospital with kidney failure, and Lashonda would do anything to have gotten her out.
She loved her little angel with all her heart. After the doctors called about Lashonda’s worsening condition, Lashonda dropped everything and headed straight to her.
Suddenly, a police cruiser sounded behind her.
There was always a sense of mystery about Lashonda Williams.
It was her desire to give her daughter the best life that she deserved, so the thirty-two-year-old single mom had recently packed up and moved their lives to Raleigh, North Carolina.
Her desire for a fresh start had never wavered, so when she got away from her old life, she could barely believe it. She could not help but wonder that her past had caught up with her now, as she sat in her car, helplessly waiting for the officer.
Her neighborhood was modest and just outside the city, where Lashonda lived. No one knew where her child’s father lived.
Her shady past was whispered about by some, who claimed he had passed on.
Although the rumors and assumptions persisted, Lashonda had turned a new leaf and was a supervisor at a local amusement park. It was just as everything was starting to look up for her that the worst thing imaginable happened.