Chapter 14“You’re going to do wonderfully.” Saalik sat on the bed, watching Wyatt struggling with the buttons on his shirt.
Wyatt caught his eyes in the mirror, took a deep breath, and blew it out. “If I can just stop shaking.”
“Yes. That would help.” When Wyatt laughed, Saalik felt like he’d done his job. “Do you remember the plan?”
“Yeah, I think so.” Wyatt closed his eyes, concentrating as he spoke. “I’ll arrive at the gallery at exactly six-thirty to be interviewed by Out Loud.”
“Yes, it will be a little more intimate than the one with The Underground. They’ll want pictures of you and want you to talk about technics and influences, and be prepared to answer questions about your experience as a queer artist.”
“Got it.” The thought of photos of him had Wyatt check himself in the mir
