Brigitte Bautista

You, Me, U.S.

Nikki

Jo and Liza. Jo and Liza. Jo and Liza. Jo. Liza.

This book was so real. At some point, I had to put down the book and take a break because it just hurts so much. Jo with the realities of being a sex worker in the Philippines. She has come to like it. There's no shaming whatsoever on what she does for a living. Liza, on the other hand, with that American Dream that a lot of Filipina has, going through online dating sites and hoping someone could save them and give them a better life and hopefully a green card. Not just for herself but for the sake of her family. Jo who lives for herself mostly and Liza who lives for her family.

Towards the end, Jo said something to Liza that really broke my heart. There's that hurt that also stems from not just being good enough as a lover, but also not good enough as a friend, which was their foundation. I remember my heart breaking at the chapter before that and until the end. Will I ever listen to Brenda Russell's Piano in the Dark without hurting? I guess not.

You, Me, U.S.

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