I woke up on a hospital bed my bottom was still a bit sore and I was lying on my tummy with mommy right next to me. And right next to her was no it couldn't be my real mommy.
"MOMmy." I cried. I wasn't even sure myself who I was calling. Both mommys got up off there chairs.
"Are you ok hun?" Real mommy asked.
"I ok." Then all of a sudden a police officer came in. POlice aren't good for pennys.
"Hello nadia. I would like to ask you a few questions"
"Anything."
"How old are you?"
"3." He wrote it down on his padd.
"Are you a violent offender?"
"That has nothing to do with her." That was not real mommy talking. "Even nursery canes aren't used on three year old violent offenders."
"I know but its standard."
"non violent." Mommy said. That surprized me even though I didn't do anything violent it seemed like they were treating me like a violent offender. I guess not.
"Did you do anything to warrent a spanking at all?"
"What?" I started crying.
"I'm sorry I have to ask. Did you do anything to earn a spanking?"
"Besides going to get water. NO."
"Would you testify all this in court?"
"NO." I started crying.
The nurse walked in seems they were machines monitoring my blood pressure and pulse. "SOrry her pulse and blood pressure is high so were going to put her under for a while."
I fell asleep five secs later.
(Have to move to third person in this case just to end this little story.) "Can you prosecute him without her testimony?" Martha asked.
"Yes but it would be a fifty fifty chance that he would get convicted."
"Well we can force her to testify after all she has not the right to make that discussion."
"The judge would throw it out. I guess we'll just have to hope for the best."
"Well either way I'm divorcing him. I have a brother that can help with the kids. His a sweet guy."
"Good."
To be continued. This ones squicky