
Chapter Seven
It is not the volume. It is the certainty. The room adjusts to her.
Some bitches enter a room. Other bitches arrive.
Some bastards too.
Everybody knows the difference. Nobody agrees what causes it.
Most bitches spend part of their lives negotiating status.
A sniff here. A bark there.
A reminder. A challenge.
A little drama. A little diplomacy.
Then there are the bitches nobody wants to challenge. Not because they're frightening.