"Because people like you. You're quiet. You say "excuse me". You look like little birds help you get dressed in the morning. And I say this with love, M'gann," Barbara intoned empathetically, a hand on her chest.
"But why me. That’s not who I am, I’m nothing special, I put my bra on one boob at a time like everyone else." M’gann was not fairytale princess, she had dark secrets and her own mistakes .














