Chapter 15: Hiding

Every woman needs a super hero in her life. Cape is optional. – Nan

Within days, Priscilla had the gym redone, Taz's wardrobe updated and created a new social media presence. Whatever the hell that meant. The brothers were telling her that she had a lot of followers. Again, whatever the hell that meant. And her picture was almost always being taken.

She knew what that meant. It meant she was annoyed.

And the questions. Favorite color. Favorite food. Did she always want to be fighter? What got her into it? What did she want to be when she grew up?

How did she answer those questions? And answer them without giving away her secret. Her shame. The fact that she did not feel like a real woman. The anger she had literally fought through in the ring. The shame that kept her from telling even those that were closest to her. The secret that only Knuckles and Brute knew. The one thing that she was not sure if even Scrapper knew about her.

Taz knocked on Riffraff's door on Thursday night. S