His fingers stroked the scars on her belly and his eyes moved from those marks to her face. A question formed on his brow. “Does…”
She snatched his hand and held it up. “I recall only the memory of the pain, not the pain itself.” She strengthened her grip. “There was agony, tearing and pressure so great I feared it would explode my mind.” She felt his discomfort and released him. “But, most of all, I remember the terror thinking that the pain would never end.”
“And… And then it did?”
Her rictus, induced by the memory, eased and the tautness in her voice returned to the purr she typically used with him. “Indeed, it did.” She pulled the rough shirt back over her stretch marks.
“Was it worth it?”
“Time will tell.”
He gave a puff to blow the red dust from the surface of her jacket and nestled his head in the crook of her arm. “Will I ever feel such pain?”
With a chuckle she ruffled his curly brown hair. “You should be so lucky.”
And now the poll: In what state of mind did you read this bit?
♥ As a reader with an open mind as to what the text would offer?
♣ As an editor with a critical eye to the words, the sentences, the structure?
♠ As a skeptic, editor first and reader second?
How do you find your mind when you enter into reading works on the Web? Or works in general? Open to the author’s words or doubtful of the author’s abilities? Has this mental state been consistent over time? Or have you changed your perspective regarding the consumption of media? And over what time period or experiential events did you change?