Tony
I will never get tired of watching Pepper perform. Not if we did this every night until we’re ninety. Or I’m ninety and she’s seventy-something. My girl is a genius. And beautiful. And pure magic.
Tonight she has everyone eating out of her hand. I think there must be a special vibe at a charity event—more love going around than usual.
“Thank you, everyone,” she calls out after she finishes her song. “As you know, rape is an issue near and dear to my heart. I am a rape survivor.” The crowd rumbles, same as I do every time I think about what happened to her. “I’m here to take a stand against s****l assault. Will you join me?”
The crowd lets out ear-splitting cheers.
“One hundred percent of tonight’s proceeds go to benefit the non-profit organization Take Back the Night. I want to t
