Back Deeds of Autumn
Chapters (71)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Epigraph
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. Chapter 53
  58. Chapter 54
  59. Chapter 55
  60. Chapter 56
  61. Chapter 57
  62. Chapter 58
  63. Chapter 59
  64. Chapter 60
  65. Chapter 61
  66. Chapter 62
  67. Chapter 63
  68. Chapter 64
  69. Author’s Note
  70. Extract from Rites of Spring
  71. About the Author

The handshake is a little awkward. ‘No, Klein and I are just old friends. Or maybe I should say lifelong companions. Two people sharing one fate . . .’ She pats Klein’s arm again as Anna continues to observe them. Is this nothing more than a game?

‘You look familiar,’ Elisabet goes on in her usual direct way. ‘But your accent isn’t local.’

Lisa shakes her head. ‘No, I’m only visiting.’

‘Oh well, there you go – my memory isn’t what it used to be. How’s your arm?’

‘Broken collarbone, but it could have been much worse.’

Only now does Anna notice how tired Elisabet looks. Her face is even paler than the last time they met, and the skin is so transparent that the veins are visible in places. Technically she is still angry with Elisabet, but right now she’s finding it difficult to summon up those emotions.

‘I won’t disturb you any longer,’ Lisa adds. ‘If it’s OK with you, Agnes, I’ll come back later.’

Agnes nods. Lisa looks at Klein once more. ‘Thanks again,’ she says before leaving the room.

Oddly enough, the crowded room feels slightly empty when Lisa has gone, so Anna makes an effort to get some small talk going. She thanks Elisabet for her concern and for the beautiful flowers, which as expected provokes pursed lips and a dismissive wave. Agnes picks up on the atmosphere and talks to Mats about how soft Milo’s coat is, asks what dog shampoo he used. The conversation fills the vacuum for a little while. Klein remains silent as usual.

After a while Elisabet laboriously gets to her feet and signals to Anna to follow her into the corridor. Klein moves to join them, but is immediately waved away.

‘I really am sorry for how things ended between us last time,’ Elisabet says as soon as they are alone. ‘Klein and I have talked, and I now realise that I came across as . . .’ she searches for the right word, ‘cold. That wasn’t my intention, and I hope you can accept my apology. You’ve been a great help to us, Anna, and we’re very grateful.’

Anna doesn’t respond immediately, and Elisabet looks uneasy. ‘The fact is . . .’ she goes on after a few seconds of silence, ‘Klein and I are going to visit Karl-Johan in a while. His nursing home is less than fifteen minutes by car from here. I’d be very pleased if you’d like to come with us.’

*

Anna is sitting in the back seat of Klein’s well-maintained old pickup truck. Mats has offered to stay with Agnes, and with both him and Milo there, she couldn’t see any reason to turn down the trip. She has been curious about Karl-Jo ever since she was a little girl, and she also wants to take the opportunity to study Klein and Elisabet together.