Kidnap.
To kidnap.
Mercy was kidnapped when she was three years old.
She remembers it in slow motion. The bicycle she abandoned, the pedals still spinning, all the shit stuck in her spokes exploding, there was a bicycle explosion in her memory the ground opened up and swallowed her, swallowed the bike and spit her back out in a new state in a new town far away from Mother who will die.
Patrick #1 asks her well, you were here, so I'm sure your happy now as an adult that your dad took you away from her, I'm sure right, I'm mean, she died anyway, at least you got along with your dad right.
Lovely Mercy bats her lashes sometimes and smiles. Sometimes she doesn't respond to his idiocy at all which turns him on which repulses her.
She has started to listen to sounds of traffic on mp3 to go to sleep at night.
Lovely Mercy says O Patrick, you have no idea what you're talking about.
Mother was supposed to be on a plane to get her, she told her on the phone, Mercy May I'm coming to get you, you sit tight, I'm coming to get you.
This was when Mercy was 7.
So 4 years later Mother is saying this. Saying don't you fret I'm coming to get you.
By then Mercy liked her new state which wasn't so new anymore and the memory of the slow motion pedals turning and wheel spokes exploding and a scene out of a TV show she didn't think of that memory anymore, Mercy liked Michigan and her friends and her father who was happy for once in his life and she was around her grandparents and I don't know I don't think you should come here, Ma, I don't think you should come here.
O, I'm on my way Mercy, I'll save you from him. He should be ashamed of himself. He should hang his head.
Mercy was kidnapped when she was three years old and according to the court she was legitimately kidnapped by her own father and taken over state line. No one came looking for her ever, and when Mother tried to, she died. On her way to rescue her and she drops dead. Headache. Anyerism.
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