Diamond does not really believe in God but attends the Seven Seals religiously so she can watch Manny play bass in the church band. Manny takes an interest in her and the two begin dating; to Diamond, this is some stroke of luck; from our perspective as readers, it’s clear that something a bit more nefarious may be at play, though how conscious or even intentional Manny’s motivations are remains unclear throughout the book. He is going through some sort of mental and emotional darkness, and seeks to ignore it by taking what he believes is his. In Diamond’s case, it is always willingly given, but each chapter ends with a snippet from the perspective of a third-person narrator perpetrating sexual assaults. Though these are written anonymously, you soon realize that it’s Manny, and the sneaking suspicion you had that he is deeply troubled is confirmed.
Despite the heavy topics at play, Citchens’ tone and word choice can be quite playful. “I wanted it to have a certain cadence, I wanted it to have a certain rhythm,” Citchens said of Dominion on a podcast recently. And the way she describes women observing (and often judging) other women is delicious.
Her sentences contain layers of information, giving glimpses into the past and these characters’ relationships, or hinting at developments beyond each narrator’s knowledge. For example, it’s so clear each time Diamond runs into her older brother, Yancey, that he’s becoming more and more entrenched in Dominion’s drug and gang scene, but she remains too hopeful to see it.
Occasionally, Diamond’s narration risks being too credulous; “only I knew this big boy-man was broken, and he just had to let whatever it was out of his system,” she thinks as she watches a tear forming in Manny’s eyes as he’s touching himself before they hook up. But despite what she’s experienced—attempting to live in a motel and avoid foster care after her mother abandoned her, Yancey, and their two other siblings—she’s landed with an aunt-like figure, and has had a fairly comfortable life for the past few years. Instead of hardening her, Diamond’s tough start has left her desperate for love, which presents as naivete.
Priscilla is the opposite—or perhaps merely what happens after being with someone like Sabre for two decades. She takes whiskey shots in her closet and pills (“fulfillments,” as she calls them) when she gets too anxious or stressed thinking about her life as a mother and wife. She had a nervous breakdown a few years ago, and occasionally questions her own perceptions; she wonders if she can really trust the darkness she’s seeing in her son—and whether she is responsible.
The narrative shifts after a somewhat shocking act of violence. It remains a secret, though its reverberations have consequences on Diamond and Manny’s relationship, and she begins senior year heartbroken and deeply confused.
Manny has transferred to the local private high school, and it seems he might end up going scot-free out into the world, as Priscilla worries about how many more young women he might hurt in college. That is, until yet another violent assertion of dominion reminds us that this is not only the United States, but the American South, and the threat of racism is never far away.
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