He asked her so many times to take that bloody photo down, but she refused.
Said it was “a memory worth as much as any other.” Obstinate woman.
So this should have been the day Ove finally died. Instead it became the evening before the morning
when he woke with not only a cat but also a bent person living in his row house.
Sonja would have liked it, most likely. She liked hotels.
A MAN CALLED OVE AND AN INSPECTION TOUR THAT IS NOT THE USUAL
Sometimes it is difficult to explain why some men suddenly do the things they do.
Sometimes, of course, it’s because they know they’ll do them sooner or later anyway, and so they may as well just do them now.
And sometimes it’s the pure opposite—because they realize they should have done them long ago.
Ove has probably known all along what he has to do, but all people at root are time optimists.
We always think there’s enough time to do things with other people. Time to say things to them.
And then something happens and then we stand there holding on to words like “if.”
전체재생
다음페이지
문장검색