Waiting in the audience was a perplexing sound, music that was reminiscent of chimes in a bamboo forest, one wouldn't know what to expect. Then in walks a mother and a daughter, later another daughter which then unfold a story of different kinds of love and the anguish it can bring. The director brought upon herself a challenge which was very precisely met. It all takes place in a living room which has seen memories that roughed up carpets and ripped holes in couches but also brought warmth to a devoted family. One finds themselves within each person, the vacillation of staying or leaving and the teeter totter of belief and doubt. Each aspect of this production was carefully laid out on the stage as all other inhibitions fly away and the audience member becomes a part of the lives of each family member. Each word of Louise's haiku evoking an internal response, the conflict in Billie's eyes to trust and the struggle in her mother Nell to gain it is omnipresent and encapsulating as a whole. The actors went all in and left every piece of themselves within these human beings on the stage, flowing through the 30 minute play with a fluidity that makes one forget where they are completely. The tenderness between Billie and her sister Louise is captivating while the heartbreak going through Nell's body is everywhere as she struggles to love the one's that reminds her of her deceased husband. Her need to be accepted by her daughter is examined as there is light brought to an issue of approval among relationships that are generally expected to automatically have it. Bringing forth emotions one doesn't even remember they had, this play is a revelation and is so intricately beautiful that multiple viewings are necessary.