Wait. That pain at the back of the head, that might be the woman's. This pain might belong to the woman, 40 years the girl's senior, who is writing about the girl.
The woman both feels into and sees the girl. The woman is the girl's future; she carries the girl inside her.
Watching the girl rocking forward and back in distress, she moves to scoop her up, press her tight, let her feel held.