What you are about to read is based on a true story.
Yes, her name is actually Sorrel.
Yes, I did love her at one point in intangible time.
Yes, a part of me still loves her.
My name is Danny and this is my anecdote.
Keep in mind: this is a story about love; not a love story.
Disclaimer: There are multiple recurring motifs of drugs, allusions to sex, and references to drinking. If any of the listed topics offend you, by all means, do not proceed to continue reading this novella. This story is 99.9% accurate - save the paraphrasing - and will not be altered.
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Her Name is Sorrel
Non-FictionHer name is Sorrel. It’s Cherokee or something. First name: Shelby; middle name: Sorrel. I called her “squirrel.” While the other guys were falling head over heels into her large, fawn eyes, I avoided them. She was practically a liberal hippie. Boh...
