Sonny Sonny Sonny. Her name rang through my head like rain fell from the sky on a warm spring day. Everything seemed so different around Sonny. Her brown eyes. Her long.. curly brown hair. Nothing seemed to be what it was five years ago when we met. I hadn't seen her since we were 18. And when I got that one phone call from Mr. Condor, my eyes lit up and my heart immediately started racing. Just as it did when I would hold Sonny, my Sonny, in my arms.
A/N. Sorry, it's short. I'm going to have chapter one up later, it'll get longer, I hope you liked it(: r&r.
``Katie.