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Show 12 laughing over cocktails at a convention of neuropsychologists, where Boaz will be honored for his work; or perhaps she sits alone, on the hard edge of a hospital bed, and shows the picture to herself. But the photograph itself, since it was taken much closer to the center, is quite clear; it is a snapshot, taken presumably by Boaz, of Maia on the lawn behind the lab, running in from the kennels with two of the dogs. The dogs strain ahead on their leads, their noses to the ground, but Maia is only allowing herself to be tugged, her head tossed back, her hair loose in the wind, her face laughing. As she studies the photograph, Maia binds her black hair back with a rubber band. But now Maia too is far from the center, and we cannot see if there is any expression on her face. Pass 3 Stop: we have slipped past the center; something has happened, but we have not seen what. Let us go back to some event on the other side; like looking at the sun, we can only circle around the edges, hoping for a clear glimpse of the center. Still, some things about that afternoon are already clear. It is certain, for instance, that both Boaz and the girl knew what they were doing. Boaz knows because he designed the experiments, or at the very least took them over from some other researcher; in any case he knows: exact determination of the location of the electrodes is essential to correct analysis of the experimental data. That is what he knows. |