I was reading Orson Scott Card's blog today (or rather, one of his blogs), and he mentioned his son-in-law crying while listening to an audio book (as he was running a marathon incidentally).
This, for some reason, was astounding to me.
Jim pulled the car off the freeway the first time he saw actual rivulets of saline running down my face while reading a book. We were on a road trip and he was convinced there was some dire and truly serious reason for my crying. Yes and no, depending on how serious you think Walter dying in Rilla Of Ingleside is. It wasn't the first time I'd cried through that book, nor was it the last (confession there). Jim was honestly flabbergasted.
That incident made me think maybe crying through books wasn't exactly normal among men... or even people in general.
Now I'm not so sure.
Do you ever cry when you read a book? Does your significant other?
Do you laugh out loud? Or are you just laughing and/or crying on the inside?