The Making of Mercedes Keyes...
Mama, Jehovah & Mental Injury
Where do I even begin? A little girl who was once adored by her father. Pampered, spoiled with the white and gold bedroom set just for me. Canopy top and all.
I’ll have to come back. Not sure where to begin and how much I should say. Mama is gone now - and I’ve forgiven her for everything. She was in pain too. No one saw how much pain the way I did.
