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Chapters (56)
  1. mybrother
  2. EPIGRAPH
  3. CONTENTS
  4. ONE
  5. TWO
  6. THREE
  7. FOUR
  8. FIVE
  9. SIX
  10. SEVEN
  11. EIGHT
  12. NINE
  13. TEN
  14. ELEVEN
  15. TWELVE
  16. THIRTEEN
  17. FOURTEEN
  18. FIFTEEN
  19. SIXTEEN
  20. SEVENTEEN
  21. EIGHTEEN
  22. NINETEEN
  23. TWENTY
  24. TWENTYONE
  25. TWENTYTWO
  26. TWENTYTHREE
  27. TWENTYFOUR
  28. TWENTYFIVE
  29. TWENTYSIX
  30. TWENTYSEVEN
  31. TWENTYEIGHT
  32. TWENTYNINE
  33. THIRTY
  34. THIRTYONE
  35. THIRTYTWO
  36. THIRTYTHREE
  37. THIRTYFOUR
  38. THIRTYFIVE
  39. THIRTYSIX
  40. THIRTYSEVEN
  41. THIRTYEIGHT
  42. THIRTYNINE
  43. FORTY
  44. FORTYONE
  45. FORTYTWO
  46. FORTYTHREE
  47. FORTYFOUR
  48. FORTYFIVE
  49. FORTYSIX
  50. FORTYSEVEN
  51. FORTYEIGHT
  52. FORTYNINE
  53. FIFTY
  54. FIFTYONE
  55. AVAILABLE AND COMING SOON FROM PUSHKIN PRESS
  56. COPYRIGHT

Apart from the funeral I’d arrange to have the house emptied. I’ll sell whatever is saleable. The money will be paid into nordin’s account until the chattels have been divided up. It might be clear 84enough who will inherit what. When the house is empty I’ll call you. You have to pick the estate agent but I can see to it that he gets the key. Actually there’s only one in the village. Nordin.

Wasn’t that the funeral director’s he asked.

That’s right I said. As well as the flower shop and the stationer’s.

He thought it over while katarina grew colder.

Ok he said finally. You get the money once you’re done.

No I answered. Before. Then you can go back to your life as if nothing had happened and of course in a way nothing has.

I wrote down my mobile number on a torn-off strip of newspaper.

You know nothing about us he said.

No I said. I don’t need to. Nordin is sure to be here soon. He will take care of the body so take the chance to say goodbye. I’ll go now.

The air was cold and clear. Stars glowed above me. Sirius strongest of all.

At bertilmannberg’s letterbox I met the hearse. Nordin drove slowly. I waved a greeting. As he passed he might have raised his hand behind the tinted windows.

My mobile pinged and I knew who it would be.

Send your account number //fredrik.

I would have done it for free. I had to find these letters.

Later that night I climbed into my girlhood bed and thought about my dead girlhood friend. She had been right. I left the village with my tail between my legs but I should have stayed in touch with her. She wrote to me now and then. I never replied or perhaps I was on the move all the time.

If god existed he would see to it that she stayed free, just floating.

We knew nothing about these things neither of us. The moonlight shone into my room through the attic skylight and I tried hard not to think about john. He had phoned. I hadn’t answered. I wanted 85to be with him. Even longed for him. But I couldn’t let go of the fear I felt standing in his bestroom with piss running down my legs.

I sent my account details to katarina’s ex. When I fell asleep it was already dawn. Two hours later the alarm woke me to a new day working at smalångerelderlycare as well as everything else I had agreed to do.

As usual my first visit of the day was to ingelahansson.

Märitljungqvist had said a definitive no to letting a senile person see her daughter for one last time. They hadn’t even let her know that katarina had died that night.