Tale of a woman who was haunted by the visions of a mushroom cloud that resolved her to abruptly leaving her husband and domestic life behind. She traveled alone to Nagasaki, a city that was marked by the atomic bomb carrying along the shadows of her brother’s suicide and abusive past where she later met a half-Russian young man and build an unsettling relationship with him.

Not a fan to the author’s style of writing and way it was structured— a shift in between first to third-person POVs that grasped me in confusion, so slow-burn and felt choppy. The brother’s story was executed in a trauma-based and grief so it gets me interested but the young man part—although still lurking with its emotional intensity—was tedious and a chore to finish. Appreciate the subtle meaning of the six thousand degrees that relate to the atomic blast temperatures and how it linked to the woman’s love and trauma’s episode. Would recommend only if you are drawn to experimental fiction.