This question arised as I read Fortune's Rocks by Anita Shreve.The plot revolves around a young girl who falls in love with a much older man,his age almost similar to her father's age.It was Olympia's beauty that made Haskell's desire hunger for it.She is beautiful as the author describes it.Terrifying.But I kept thinking about it.In the book,it was Haskell who made his first approach to Olympia.He stared at her during dinnertime,and it was a penetrating gaze as Shreve describes.
I reread the book a few times,so much so that I know the storyline.So much so that when I look at things or situation,I would relate it with this book.Because of this knowledge,I believed in fear that such a thing could happen to me.
Fear because I am already 20,an adult,I dare not say a young lady because a young lady could be a teenager.I am a woman,I can't even say young woman any more.Young has already been used too many times before.
This fear developed after the first incident that I encountered in my young life (back then).Well,maybe last year that I was talking to this guy who is 25 years old.And then he said those words that seemed perfectly normal to him,but to me it wasn't."You're very beautiful".And it was serious,not in a joking way.
It was then that this fear was real.I never encountered something like that before.It was so straight forward and yet so piercing?
And yet it was like in Fortune's Rocks where Haskell told her about her beauty:that made him desire her.
Scary I think.For a moment,I could only think of this world as mad.Yes,a mad mad world.How is it possible to read a book,indulge in it,and suddenly it is all real.It's happening,not like the exact same way but in an almost similar manner.
It's disturbing.When you read a book,and when you are so in love with the book,it becomes a part of you.And it happens so sudden,that for a moment,the only thing that came to my mind was
"OMG,tell me this is not true".
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