The Doll Left Behind

Flose LaPierre
Oct 18, 2020 · 2 min read
Photo by Camellia Yang on Unsplash


The best surprises always come to us from the big city. It’s the kind of place where Manman holds my hand tighter than she does at the market near my school. Even though my fingers turn red every trip there, I like going because it means we get to see Papi. It’s called Port-au-Prince. When people from our village say the name, it sounds like pour-oh-prince.