The Bride's Kimono
“I awoke with a start, realizing that I wasn’t on a grimy platform in Tokyo but in a hotel bed in suburban Virginia. I shut off the clock radio blaring the Stone Temple Pilots’ song “Sour Girl” and staggered into the shower.
As the water rained down on me, I felt lucky to be around to feel tired and sulky. I was alive, while a woman carrying my passport wasn’t. I dressed in a favorite Pendleton plaid skirt, with a black sweater and matching tights, a schoolgirl look that seemed fitting for my fi...rst meeting with my parents in over a year. I called down to the front desk to find out where my parents were, but the front-desk clerk was too cautious to give me their room number. She did put my call through to them, though, and my mother picked up.
“It’s me. Are you very tired?” I asked.
“Of course not, sweetie. Can you come up for breakfast? We’re in 605. Daddy was getting ready to order some room service—there’s a Japanese option that sounded intriguing.”
I had noticed some of the office ladies on tour eating miso soup, rice, and pickled-bamboo-shoot breakfasts in the hotel restaurant, but it was the last thing I’d wanted to order in America.MoreLess
As the water rained down on me, I felt lucky to be around to feel tired and sulky. I was alive, while a woman carrying my passport wasn’t. I dressed in a favorite Pendleton plaid skirt, with a black sweater and matching tights, a schoolgirl look that seemed fitting for my fi...rst meeting with my parents in over a year. I called down to the front desk to find out where my parents were, but the front-desk clerk was too cautious to give me their room number. She did put my call through to them, though, and my mother picked up.
“It’s me. Are you very tired?” I asked.
“Of course not, sweetie. Can you come up for breakfast? We’re in 605. Daddy was getting ready to order some room service—there’s a Japanese option that sounded intriguing.”
I had noticed some of the office ladies on tour eating miso soup, rice, and pickled-bamboo-shoot breakfasts in the hotel restaurant, but it was the last thing I’d wanted to order in America.MoreLess
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