and no one got hurt. not that time anyway. the story starts in texas. a birthplace of a ashley harris. perfect age to pretend she was my baby. melissa hill is ashley s eldest sister. she marched to the beat of a different drum. she would wear just things that did not match. her hair was just didn t seem combed, you can know. she was never the little princess type? no, no. there were three girls in the family. ashley was the baby. her mom remembers how she loved
grabbed $18,000, and was gone. but it was only money. and no one got hurt. not that time, anyway. the story begins here in ft. worth, texas, which turned out to be the perfect growing up place for a rough and tumble free spirit named ashlea harris. i was around 10 when she was born and so the perfect age to pretend she was my baby. reporter: melissa hill is ashlea s eldest sister. she marched to the a beat of a different drum. she would wear just things that did not match. her hair was just didn t seem combed, you know. reporter: she was never the little princess type? no. no. reporter: there were three girls in the family.
reporter: melissa hill is ashlea s eldest sister. she marched to the a beat of a different drum. she would wear just things that did not match. her hair was just didn t seem combed, you know. reporter: she was never the little princess type? no. no. reporter: there were three girls in the family. ashlea was the baby. their mom, monica, remembers how ashlea loved sports and music and art and bingo! it was our mom and daughter bonding time, and she d just get all giddy and excited. reporter: by the time she got to high school, ashlea had lots of friends, even a boyfriend. and she was devoted to her two dads her father tommy and her stepfather, chuck, both retired police officers. didn t she talk at one point about getting into actually your line of work? she was interested in policing. i think that she took unique interest in it.
but it was only money. and no one got hurt. not that time, anyway. the story begins here in ft. worth, texas, which turned out to be the perfect growing up place for a rough and tumble, free spirit named ashlea harris. i was around 10 when she was born and so the perfect age to pretend she was my baby. reporter: melissa hill is ashlea s eldest sister. she marched to the a beat of a different drum. she would wear just things that did not match. her hair was just didn t seem combed, you know. reporter: she was never the little princess type? no. no. reporter: there were three girls in the family. ashlea was the baby. their mom, monica, remembers how ashlea loved sports and music and art and bingo!
but it was only money. and no one got hurt. not that time, anyway. the story begins here in ft. worth, texas, which turned out to be the perfect growing up place for a rough and tumble, free spirit named ashlea harris. i was around 10 when she was born and so the perfect age to pretend she was my baby. reporter: melissa hill is ashlea s eldest sister she marched to the a beat of a different drum. she would wear just things that did not match. her hair was just didn t seem combed, you know reporter: she was never the little princess type no. no reporter: there were three girls in the family. ashlea was the baby. their mom, monica, remembers how