In that instant of entering the house by the rear door when she sees, or she thinks she sees, a fleeting movement like a shadow in the hallway beyond the kitchen and she hears a sharp intake of breath or panting, it is her decision not to retreat in panicked haste from her house but to step forward, sharply, calling, Jeremy? Is that you?
Joyce Carol Oates – Split/Brain in Give Me Your Heart
There are no paragraph breaks. The story rushes at the speed of thought. Trudy’s decision not to retreat is a bad decision. The worst decision. And Trudy knows it, foresees its consequences (beyond what she could possibly know), and still she makes it, because ‘she is not a weak woman like her sister-in-law and so she will not retreat in undignified haste from her own house’.
How we second-guess our intuition. And why.
(I wrote a blog post about this story ten years ago. It was interesting to re-read it, after I’d written this. A shift of emphasis? Greater economy? Perhaps I should re-read more of those old stories?)