Apparently they die in this kind of cold, they also said that in the shop, but only so they could sell me a load of other shit.”
He looks as if he’s waiting for her approval. A new silence.
He stands there, slowly twisting the wedding ring on his finger.
“The new neighbors put saffron in their rice and things like that; they’re foreigners,” he says in a low voice.
As if looking for something else to say. He still finds it painfully difficult being the one to take charge of a conversation.
That was always something she took care of. He usually just answered.
This is a new situation for them both. Finally Ove squats, digs up the plant he brought last week, and carefully puts it in a plastic bag.
He turns the frozen soil carefully before putting in the new plants.
“They’ve bumped up the electricity prices again,” he informs her as he gets to his feet.
He looks at her for a long time. “I miss you,” he whispers. It’s been six months since she died.
Finally he puts his hand carefully on the big boulder and caresses it tenderly from side to side, as if touching her cheek.
But Ove still inspects the whole house twice a day to feel the radiators and check that she hasn’t sneakily turned up the heating.
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