The Forgotten Tablet in a Nashville Bedroom That Saved Two Abandoned Children
She went quiet for a moment, and I could hear her pen tapping on the desk.
“There’s something you should know,” she said.
“Ms.
Vance called my office this morning for her client, asking whether the prosecutor would consider a plea.
The state isn’t offering the deal she’s after.
That part isn’t up to you.”
“I know it isn’t.”
“The kids don’t have to be part of any of it.