| Quote #1 In later years I asked her if she loved me and she brushed me off with: "God is love. Just worry about whether you're being a good girl, then He will love you." (9.6) |
Of course Momma loves Maya… right? Why can't she bring herself to say it? Is God's love just the most important thing to her? Or is she afraid of human connection?
| Quote #2 He held me so softly that I wished he wouldn't ever let me go. I felt at home. (11.15) |
It's not uncommon for victims of sexual abuse to feel loved by their abuser. Especially for a child like Maya, who doesn't know real love, it's tough for her to distinguish.
| Quote #3 I was liked, and what a difference it made. I was respected not as Mrs. Henderson's grandchild or Bailey's sister but for just being Marguerite Johnson. (15.56) |
Not Ritie, not Sister, and not even Maya. Mrs. Flowers calls our girl by her full name, Marguerite. She's the first person to really see Maya as an individual.