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Chapters (14)
  1. ESSENTIAL TRANSLATIONS SERIES 11
  2. Contents
  3. The Orange
  4. Still Life with Death
  5. Amaryllii
  6. The Son
  7. Naģe
  8. The Shame of Gaveiki
  9. Elza Kuga’s Old Age Dementia
  10. The White Handkerchief
  11. Notes
  12. About The Author
  13. About The Translator
  14. About Nora Ikstena’s Writing

In the morning she no longer senses the presence of the Tormentor, but feels a sharp pain in her left side. Her brother arrives and together they drive to the doctor. The doctor jokes with her and tries to calm her. She is sent for an ultrasound, where her kidneys are viewed as clearly as if they were in her palm. Her blood is drawn for analysis and sent to be examined. A beautiful, young woman pours some gel on her left side and rolls over her stomach with some sort of apparatus. Ada fastens onto the young woman’s facial expressions. The young woman furrows her brow, shakes her head.

“What do you see there?” Ada asks.

“What I see there the doctor will tell you,” the young woman says sternly.

At that moment Ada feels a kind of a punch inside. The other Ada has arrived. Her heart begins to beat savagely. Ada breaks out into sweat.

“What happened to you?” the young woman asks.

“My heart …”

“Before you go home, stop in our drugstore and buy some Cor valol.”

Ada receives advice on how to get rid of the other Ada.

Her brother, waiting for her in the corridor, seemingly reassured, shakes Ada.

“See here, after two days everything will be clear. But already

now it’s clear that everything is fine. Time to stop worrying sis!”

She does not remember how she gets home. The Tormentor is pounding at the back of her head again. The children have come home from school hungry. She mixes up some pancake batter but keeps spilling it outside the rim of the pan. She almost hears the other Ada’s voice reminding her:

“Did you see how she furrowed her brow, shook her head.

She saw everything but was not allowed to tell you. You saw how she furrowed her brow, shook her head, shook her head, furrowed her brow …”

During the night in her bed she cries. Her husband tells her to once and for all stop it. Everything is fine. Ada takes her sleeping pill, but the nightmares come nonetheless. In close-up a beautiful woman shakes her head, furrows her brow, furrows her brow, shakes her head. She wakes up and, with her eyes wide open, broods until morning.