Gunnar
From the life I’ve lived and came to know, nothing was unexpected. Nothing came as a surprise. I was raised to be prepared for everything. Yet my training and upbringing failed to prepare me for Sun. All the sh.t her mother did was child’s play. The women my dad and I encountered were all the same, so I expected nothing less.
Sun, my doll, Ma petite poupée noire was an anomaly. The possibility of a typhoon occurring in Denver was greater than the possibility of her. Yet here she was turning my heart and mind into chaos, uprooting, and changing my life. I never saw her coming and now I couldn’t watch her leave.
The crazy thing about all this was I wasn’t the only one who felt the same. The reasons were different but the reality, not so much. The main difference was how far I
