Audition

by Katie Kitamura

Like all women, I had once been expert at negotiating the balance between the demands of courtesy and the demands of expectation. Expectation, which I knew to be a debt that would at some point have to be paid, in one form or another.

Seemed like I was watching a scene from a movie shoot from the director’s pov, or as if the unnamed female character was the director. Unusual take on perspectives from the man at the door, the host, the waiter, the other patron all of whom seemed to understand or misunderstand the nature of the relationship between Xavier and X. The recollection of Paris lunch with father adds much to this theme. Where was mother? All we know for sure is that X was reluctant to accept in the first place and seemed to need to punish herself for being there What about Tomas? Why was he there? Why did he flee? And what did his flight bring up that caused X to notice the resemblances between herself and Xaviar? So many questions. Chapter leaves us wet and upset on the streets of New York.