She just stood there. He was heavy in drugs and had money, lots of money. It looked like today she was going get her wish and I was about to die. My aunt pulled my mother down the stairs by her hair and started fighting my mother, because Pam refused to let me go another night not being taken care of the right way. Get out!!!!”
“No, mommy! Money, clothes, cars outlined him in everything. He told me he was going to take care of me and all this other bullshit I believed. I guess you could say I was loved by my moms and my aunts at different times in my life and the best thing for me was to stay with mother and try and build a relationship.