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Maggie Armstrong<\/h3>\n\n\n\n
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Eitt kv\u00f6ld, sk\u00f6mmu eftir a\u00f0 \u00e9g flutti inn til Sergios og stelpnanna hans, hringdi dyrabjallan. Barni\u00f0 var a\u00f0eins tveggja vikna gamalt og \u00e9g hugsa\u00f0i: Fleiri gjafir? J\u00e6ja \u00fe\u00e1. \u00c9g vaf\u00f0i barni\u00f0 \u00ed teppi og h\u00e9lt \u00e1 \u200f\u00fev\u00ed fram til a\u00f0 sj\u00e1 hver v\u00e6ri kominn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Karl og kona st\u00f3\u00f0u \u00e1 tr\u00f6ppunum, hvort me\u00f0 st\u00f3ran kassa \u00ed skrautlegum umb\u00fa\u00f0um. \u00c9g haf\u00f0i aldrei s\u00e9\u00f0 \u00feetta f\u00f3lk \u00e1\u00f0ur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Komi\u00f0 inn! sag\u00f0i \u00e9g.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Konan stama\u00f0i eitthva\u00f0 \u00e1 bor\u00f0 vi\u00f0 Bambine<\/em>; \u00e9g heyr\u00f0i stelpurnar \u00fej\u00f3ta um og spyrja spurninga. H\u00fan var g\u00f3\u00f0leg \u00ed framan, kringl\u00f3tt og bleik af kuldanum, me\u00f0 feimin, forvitin augu. Ma\u00f0urinn star\u00f0i \u00e1 barni\u00f0, eins og hann v\u00e6ri \u00ed \u00e1falli.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Komi\u00f0 bara inn, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g aftur og steig til hli\u00f0ar, en fann \u00fe\u00e1 a\u00f0 andr\u00famslofti\u00f0 haf\u00f0i breyst og skuggar f\u00e9llu yfir dyrnar fyrir framan mig. Sergio t\u00f3k vi\u00f0 gj\u00f6funum og sag\u00f0i Grazie mille, buona notte<\/em> \u00ed t\u00f3n sem \u00fe\u00fdddi eiginlega: J\u00e1, j\u00e1, allt \u00ed lagi<\/em>. \u00deau s\u00f6g\u00f0u eitthva\u00f0 \u00e1 \u00edt\u00f6lsku og hann loka\u00f0i dyrunum \u00f3\u00feolinm\u00f3\u00f0ur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Karlinn og konan fetu\u00f0u sig eftir innkeyrslunni \u00fear sem j\u00f6r\u00f0in var st\u00f6kk af frosti. \u00c9g horf\u00f0i \u00e1 \u00feau gegnum r\u00fa\u00f0una, \u00fer\u00fdsti barninu a\u00f0 m\u00e9r og vaf\u00f0i teppinu \u00fe\u00e9tt um \u00fea\u00f0. Mesti \u00f3tti minn var a\u00f0 \u00e9g myndi k\u00e6fa \u00fea\u00f0, \u00fe\u00f3tt \u00feetta v\u00e6ri a\u00f0eins l\u00edkamleg tilfinning sem \u00e9g \u00feor\u00f0i ekki a\u00f0 or\u00f0a.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Seinna sag\u00f0i Sergio m\u00e9r a\u00f0 \u00feetta hef\u00f0u bara veri\u00f0 \u00cdtalir sem hef\u00f0u veri\u00f0 sendir til a\u00f0 athuga me\u00f0 okkur. \u00deau vildu vita allt um alla. \u00deau voru ekki komin til a\u00f0 f\u00e6ra stelpunum gjafir, hreint ekki, \u00feau komu til a\u00f0 nj\u00f3sna um okkur til a\u00f0 geta sl\u00fa\u00f0ra\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gjafirnar? spur\u00f0i \u00e9g. Opnum \u00fe\u00e6r. Hvar eru \u00fe\u00e6r?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gjafirnar fara \u00fat \u00far \u00feessu h\u00fasi, sag\u00f0i Sergio.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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\u00c9g kynntist Fantasia-stelpunum tveimur r\u00e9tt \u00e1\u00f0ur en m\u00f3\u00f0ir \u00feeirra d\u00f3. Giorgia, s\u00fa eldri, b\u00f3kaormurinn, d\u00edvan. Brutta monella!<\/em> \u00d3\u00feekktarormurinn. Angelica, s\u00fa yngri, listakonan, utan vi\u00f0 sig. Angelica hef\u00f0i aldrei \u00e1tt a\u00f0 missa m\u00f3\u00f0ur s\u00edna, kveina\u00f0i Sergio stundum. Le ragazze.<\/em> M\u00e9r f\u00e9llust hendur. \u00de\u00e6r virtust vera heilmiki\u00f0 verkefni sem \u00feyrfti a\u00f0 hafa \u00e1hyggjur af, en \u00e9g var \u00feegar or\u00f0in \u00f3l\u00e9tt. Vittoria d\u00f3 \u00ed j\u00fal\u00ed, \u00fati \u00e1 \u00cdtal\u00edu. \u00dea\u00f0 virtist hvorki raunverulegt n\u00e9 mj\u00f6g sorglegt. \u00cd \u00e1g\u00fast ba\u00f0 hann mig a\u00f0 giftast s\u00e9r og \u00ed n\u00f3vember flutti \u00e9g inn. \u00cd desember f\u00e6ddist barni\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vi\u00f0 komum heim af sp\u00edtalanum seint eitt kv\u00f6ldi\u00f0 og duttum inn \u00ed sj\u00f3nvarpsherbergi\u00f0. \u00c9g s\u00e1 hva\u00f0 hann haf\u00f0i komi\u00f0 \u00fev\u00ed fallega fyrir. Sj\u00f3nvarp, arinhilla me\u00f0 kertum, rj\u00f3malita\u00f0ur ruggust\u00f3ll \u00far taui, s\u00f3fi, stofubor\u00f0. Bastkarfa. Allt \u00f3a\u00f0finnanlega framandi og fulln\u00e6gjandi. Vi\u00f0 s\u00e1tum \u00ed \u00fe\u00f6gninni me\u00f0 p\u00ednulitla drenginn yfir \u00f6xlinni \u00e1 m\u00e9r, l\u00e9ttan eins og sjal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vi\u00f0 l\u00f6g\u00f0um hann \u00ed bastk\u00f6rfuna.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hva\u00f0 \u00e1 \u00e9g a\u00f0 gera n\u00fana? spur\u00f0i \u00e9g. Stelpurnar sv\u00e1fu uppi og Mathilde, sem haf\u00f0i komi\u00f0 til a\u00f0 hj\u00e1lpa okkur, haf\u00f0i tro\u00f0i\u00f0 s\u00e9r inn \u00ed litla herbergi\u00f0 sitt \u00e1 h\u00e1aloftinu og h\u00e9lt sig fjarri \u00f6llum.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00de\u00fa \u00fearft bara a\u00f0 gefa barninu a\u00f0 drekka, mamma<\/em>, sag\u00f0i Sergio og kyssti mig \u00e1 h\u00f6fu\u00f0i\u00f0. L\u00e1ttu a\u00f0ra um a\u00f0 gera allt hitt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00dea\u00f0 hlj\u00f3mar vel, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Fyrstu dagana kveinka\u00f0i \u00e9g m\u00e9r \u00feegar s\u00e1rsaukinn skaust eins og \u00f6rvadr\u00edfa inn \u00ed d\u00fdpstu kima brj\u00f3stsins \u2013 fyrst \u00fea\u00f0 h\u00e6gra, svo vinstra, svo aftur h\u00e6gra. Sergio h\u00e9lt st\u00falkunum fr\u00e1 herberginu til a\u00f0 reyna a\u00f0 hj\u00e1lpa m\u00e9r vi\u00f0 \u00feessa \u00ferekraun.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sj\u00f3nvarp, arinn, ruggust\u00f3ll. Engar lj\u00f3smyndir e\u00f0a b\u00e6kur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hvert f\u00f3ru allar myndirnar af veggjunum? Hvert f\u00f3ru allar b\u00e6kurnar?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Heldur\u00f0u a\u00f0 \u00fe\u00fa hafir t\u00edma til a\u00f0 lesa b\u00e6kur? Hann saug a\u00f0 s\u00e9r jar\u00f0arberjagufuna \u00far rafrettunni.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Engin leikf\u00f6ng. Hvert f\u00f3ru \u00f6ll leikf\u00f6ng stelpnanna?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c9g nennti ekki a\u00f0 leita svara vi\u00f0 spurningum sem \u00e9g sag\u00f0i ekki upph\u00e1tt. \u00de\u00e6r voru of \u00f3lj\u00f3sar og \u00fea\u00f0 var hvort e\u00f0 er or\u00f0i\u00f0 of seint. Vi\u00f0 \u00e6tlu\u00f0um a\u00f0 giftast, en fyrst kaupa h\u00fas saman. Allt \u00ed lagi, hugsa\u00f0i \u00e9g. \u00c9g bar r\u00fab\u00ednhringinn hans \u00e1 baugfingrinum \u00fe\u00f3tt \u00e9g \u00f3tta\u00f0ist a\u00f0 \u00feetta v\u00e6ru allt saman st\u00f3rkostleg mist\u00f6k. \u00c9g gat ekki sagt \u00fea\u00f0 n\u00fana. \u00c9g var fegin a\u00f0 vera svo upptekin a\u00f0 enginn t\u00edmi gafst til a\u00f0 hugsa um st\u00e6rri spurningarnar sem \u00e1s\u00f3ttu kyrrari stundirnar, um mi\u00f0jar n\u00e6tur og eftir rifrildi. Spurningar um st\u00f6\u00f0u m\u00edna h\u00e9r, \u00ed h\u00fasinu, og almennt \u00e1 j\u00f6r\u00f0inni. \u00dea\u00f0 var\u00f0 a\u00f0 b\u00e6la ni\u00f0ur alla forvitni svo h\u00e6gt v\u00e6ri a\u00f0 halda \u00e1fram. Markmi\u00f0 mitt \u00ed l\u00edfinu var a\u00f0 skemmta m\u00e9r vel, og til \u00feess \u00feurfti einhver sem gat allt a\u00f0 elska mann af mikilli tr\u00famennsku.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vi\u00f0 vorum \u00f3l\u00edk, komumst vi\u00f0 flj\u00f3tt a\u00f0. \u00deegar stelpurnar reittu hann til rei\u00f0i og allt f\u00f3r \u00far b\u00f6ndunum h\u00f3ta\u00f0i hann og \u00fathluta\u00f0i refsingum. (Piccola cretina viziata<\/em>! Litla dekurr\u00f3fa! Ekkert sj\u00f3nvarp \u00ed viku. Ekkert meira nammi. Engar j\u00f3lagjafir.) Einu sinni, \u00e1\u00f0ur en hann f\u00f3r \u00ed vinnuna, rauk hann \u00fat \u00far h\u00fasinu og \u00f3k burt. Bindi\u00f0 h\u00e1lfhn\u00fdtt, stelpurnar tv\u00e6r horf\u00f0u \u00e1 \u00ed forstofunni, barni\u00f0. B\u00edllinn bakka\u00f0i \u00fat \u00far innkeyrslunni og eftir bremsu\u00edskur s\u00e1tum vi\u00f0 allar eftir. M\u00e9r lei\u00f0 eins og \u00e9g hef\u00f0i misst me\u00f0vitund og vakna\u00f0 \u00ed martr\u00f6\u00f0 einhvers annars. Hann kom heim fimm m\u00edn\u00fatum s\u00ed\u00f0ar, sveittur \u00e1 enninu. Stelpur, inn \u00ed b\u00edl, \u00fei\u00f0 eru\u00f0 of seinar \u00ed sk\u00f3lann.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Karlmenn eru heimsk b\u00f6rn, hugsa\u00f0i \u00e9g, \u00e1n\u00e6g\u00f0 me\u00f0 a\u00f0 hafa haldi\u00f0 \u00f6llu saman.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

M\u00edn a\u00f0fer\u00f0 var ekkert betri. \u00c9g er b\u00fain a\u00f0 f\u00e1 n\u00f3g, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g vi\u00f0 hann. \u00dev\u00ed mi\u00f0ur, get \u00feetta ekki. \u00deetta er ekki fyrir mig. Stj\u00fapm\u00f3\u00f0urd\u00e6mi\u00f0. Fyrirgef\u00f0u. Hann bei\u00f0 bara eftir a\u00f0 skapi\u00f0 li\u00f0i hj\u00e1 eins og regnsk\u00fd; hann var bjarts\u00fdnn. Hann haf\u00f0i \u00f3tr\u00falegt umbur\u00f0arlyndi fyrir upphlaupum m\u00ednum og \u00fea\u00f0 fyllti mig lotningu. Amore mio<\/em>, ekki breytast. \u00c9g elska \u00feig n\u00e1kv\u00e6mlega eins og \u00fe\u00fa ert, sag\u00f0i hann vi\u00f0 mig.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00der\u00e1tt fyrir, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g. \u00der\u00e1tt fyrir a\u00f0 \u00e9g s\u00e9 svona spillt t\u00edk?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ekki segja \u00fea\u00f0, \u00fe\u00fa ert ekki spillt, \u00fe\u00fa ert einhyrningur, sag\u00f0i hann. \u00de\u00fa lifir fyrir sj\u00e1lfa \u00feig.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00de\u00fa ert \u00f3sl\u00edpa\u00f0ur demantur, sag\u00f0i hann \u2013 bara enn d\u00e1l\u00edti\u00f0 drullug. Hann ger\u00f0i skraphreyfingu me\u00f0 b\u00e1\u00f0um h\u00f6ndum.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00deegar allt f\u00f3r \u00far b\u00f6ndunum var \u00fea\u00f0 eina sem r\u00f3a\u00f0i mig s\u00fa hugmynd a\u00f0 hlaupa heim til m\u00f6mmu og pabba me\u00f0 barni\u00f0 \u00ed fanginu. \u00c9g ger\u00f0i \u00feetta alltaf \u00feegar vinnan var\u00f0 m\u00e9r ofvi\u00f0a. Gafst bara upp og l\u00e9t mig hverfa, l\u00e9t einhvern annan f\u00e1st vi\u00f0 hlutina, a\u00f0eins til a\u00f0 muna, \u00ed hvert sinn, a\u00f0 \u00e9g vann ein. \u00c9g var textah\u00f6fundur, \u00e1\u00f0ur en gervigreind breiddist \u00fat um allar atvinnugreinar, og skrifa\u00f0i l\u00edka sk\u00e1ldskap. \u00c9g var heppin a\u00f0 \u00fev\u00ed leyti a\u00f0 vinnan m\u00edn haf\u00f0i ekki \u00e1hrif \u00e1 neinn. \u00c9g s\u00e6r\u00f0i engan nema sj\u00e1lfa mig \u00feegar \u00e9g gaf hana upp \u00e1 b\u00e1tinn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Barni\u00f0 hins vegar. Barni\u00f0 sem vi\u00f0 komum me\u00f0 heim \u00feetta kv\u00f6ld \u00ed snj\u00f3hv\u00edtum b\u00f3mullarf\u00f6tum. \u00c1stin \u00ed l\u00edfi m\u00ednu. Augasteinninn minn. Eina starfi\u00f0 sem m\u00e9r datt aldrei einu sinni \u00ed hug a\u00f0 h\u00e6tta \u00ed, \u00feegar \u00e9g hugsa um \u00fea\u00f0. En n\u00fa er \u00e9g farin a\u00f0 ver\u00f0a v\u00e6min.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sj\u00f3nvarp, arinn, stofubor\u00f0, bastkarfa sem innih\u00e9lt ekki barn heldur stafla af samanbrotnum \u00fevotti og nokkrar b\u00e6kur. \u00c9g gaf barninu a\u00f0 drekka; \u00fea\u00f0 var \u00fea\u00f0 eina sem \u00e9g \u00feurfti a\u00f0 gera. H\u00fasi\u00f0 var n\u00e1l\u00e6gt hringvegi, stutt ganga fr\u00e1 st\u00e6rsta i\u00f0na\u00f0arhverfi Dyflinnar, vi\u00f0 drungalegan inngang a\u00f0 g\u00f6mlu, br\u00fanleitu hverfi sem l\u00e1 \u00ed sveig um lo\u00f0i\u00f0 t\u00fan. Krakkar l\u00e9ku stundum hurling e\u00f0a f\u00f3tbolta \u00e1 t\u00faninu en vi\u00f0 \u00feekktum \u00feau ekki. Stelpur Sergios l\u00e9ku s\u00e9r inni, me\u00f0 leikina s\u00edna og f\u00f6ndur og hva\u00f0 sem \u00fe\u00e6r n\u00fa ger\u00f0u. \u00c9g t\u00f3k varla eftir \u00fev\u00ed, \u00fat af brj\u00f3stunum \u00e1 m\u00e9r. Tv\u00f6 opin s\u00e1r, smur\u00f0 smyrslum. Enginn \u00fearf a\u00f0 heyra neitt um \u00fea\u00f0. Sj\u00f3nvarp, arinn me\u00f0 kertum, s\u00f3fi, ruggust\u00f3ll, glerstofubor\u00f0 \u00e1 kafi \u00ed lei\u00f0beiningab\u00e6klingum, kaffibollum og vatnsbr\u00fasum sem \u00e9g \u00feamba\u00f0i of hratt \u00far, \u00e9g var svo skelfilega \u00feyrst. Engar b\u00e6kur og engar lj\u00f3smyndir. Hann haf\u00f0i teki\u00f0 \u00fe\u00e6r allar ni\u00f0ur og fali\u00f0 \u00fe\u00e6r einhvers sta\u00f0ar, allar nema eina.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Er \u00ed lagi a\u00f0 vi\u00f0 l\u00e1tum hana hanga? Bara fyrir stelpurnar? Svo \u00fe\u00e6r hafi eitthva\u00f0 til a\u00f0 minnast hennar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Myndin var tekin \u00ed br\u00fa\u00f0kaupsfer\u00f0 \u00feeirra \u00e1 Sikiley, \u00f6ldurnar d\u00f6nsu\u00f0u \u00ed fjarska. Augu hennar lj\u00f3mu\u00f0u. Kinnarnar voru b\u00fastnar, \u00e1 litinn eins og \u00edtalskt smj\u00f6r. Rau\u00f0ar hafmeyjukrullur f\u00e9llu lausar um andlit hennar og axlir og h\u00fan brosti leyndard\u00f3msfullu brosi. M\u00f3nu L\u00edsu-brosi. \u00c9g reyndi ekki einu sinni a\u00f0 r\u00e1\u00f0a \u00ed \u00fea\u00f0. \u00dea\u00f0 eina sem \u00e9g vissi var a\u00f0 eitthva\u00f0 mj\u00f6g st\u00f3rt haf\u00f0i gerst, alltof st\u00f3rt til a\u00f0 \u00e9g g\u00e6ti fundi\u00f0 fyrir \u00fev\u00ed. A\u00f0 einn daginn myndi \u00e9g finna allan dynjandi kraft \u00feess, og \u00fe\u00e1 yr\u00f0i \u00fea\u00f0 of seint.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Sj\u00f3nvarp, arinn, ruggust\u00f3ll, stafli af h\u00e1lfopnu\u00f0um gj\u00f6fum, bastkarfa uppi \u00e1 stofubor\u00f0inu og gul teppi me\u00f0 silkikanti fl\u00e6ddu upp \u00far henni. Vi\u00f0 p\u00f6ssu\u00f0um eiginlega ekki inn \u00ed h\u00fasi\u00f0, barni\u00f0 og \u00e9g. Fantasia-hj\u00f3nin h\u00f6f\u00f0u keypt \u00fea\u00f0 r\u00e9tt eftir a\u00f0 \u00feau komu hinga\u00f0 fr\u00e1 \u00cdtal\u00edu. \u00deau innr\u00e9ttu\u00f0u \u00fea\u00f0 samhli\u00f0a \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 ala upp litlar stelpur og vinna \u00e1 skrifstofum, og \u00fatkoman haf\u00f0i \u00feann glj\u00e1a og hagkv\u00e6mni sem f\u00e6st me\u00f0 nokkrum vel heppnu\u00f0um fer\u00f0um \u00ed IKEA og samsvarandi \u00e1str\u00ed\u00f0u fyrir reglu. Plasthillur virtust vera alls sta\u00f0ar, p\u00fa\u00f0aver me\u00f0 st\u00f3rum, silfurlitu\u00f0um bl\u00f3mum, og herbergi\u00f0 anga\u00f0i af gervivanillu \u00far tilb\u00fanu vaxkertunum. Eldh\u00fasi\u00f0 var bara kassi. Vaskur fullur af uppvaski, sk\u00e1par hla\u00f0nir pasta, orzo og t\u00fanfiskd\u00f3sum. \u00deau \u00e1ttu espress\u00f3v\u00e9l sem \u00e9g n\u00fdtti vel og marga pakka af m\u00f6ndlukexi me\u00f0 geymslubrag\u00f0i sem m\u00e9r \u00fe\u00f3tti ekkert s\u00e9rstaklega gott en bor\u00f0a\u00f0i miki\u00f0 af, \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 \u00e9g var svo hr\u00e6\u00f0ilega sv\u00f6ng dag og n\u00f3tt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gestir komu \u00e1 morgnana og s\u00ed\u00f0degis. Vinir og fj\u00f6lskylda komu me\u00f0 f\u00f6t, bangsa og v\u00edn, og fagf\u00f3lk kom me\u00f0 hanska og n\u00e1lar. Heilsug\u00e6sluhj\u00fakrunarfr\u00e6\u00f0ingurinn \u00ed h\u00e6lpr\u00f3fi\u00f0 hj\u00e1 barninu, brj\u00f3stagjafar\u00e1\u00f0gjafinn og sj\u00e1lfbo\u00f0ali\u00f0i \u00ed brj\u00f3stagjafastu\u00f0ningi sem kom me\u00f0 hnetur og r\u00fas\u00ednur \u00far Tesco; \u00e9g gaf henni v\u00edni\u00f0. Stelpurnar l\u00e6ddust um og Mathilde kalla\u00f0i \u00e1 eftir \u00feeim, alltaf me\u00f0 heyrnart\u00f3lasn\u00farurnar hangandi upp \u00far buxnavasanum. Mathilde kl\u00e6ddi stelpurnar og l\u00e9k vi\u00f0 \u00fe\u00e6r og gaf \u00feeim a\u00f0 bor\u00f0a og fylgdi \u00feeim \u00ed og \u00far sk\u00f3la og kom \u00feeim \u00ed r\u00fami\u00f0, og \u00e1 n\u00f3ttunni leitu\u00f0u \u00fe\u00e6r til hennar eftir huggun.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

M\u00e9r fannst \u00feetta allt meira en \u00feolanlegt en Sergio sag\u00f0i a\u00f0 vi\u00f0 yr\u00f0um a\u00f0 kaupa h\u00fas n\u00fana. Vi\u00f0 fimm k\u00e6mumst ekki \u00f6ll fyrir h\u00e9r \u2013 sex, ef vi\u00f0 v\u00e6rum me\u00f0 a\u00f0sto\u00f0. Og hann \u00e1tti peningana, \u00fev\u00ed mi\u00f0ur, \u00fear sem bankinn grei\u00f0ir upp h\u00fasn\u00e6\u00f0isl\u00e1ni\u00f0 \u00feegar maki deyr. Vi\u00f0 myndum selja \u00feetta h\u00fas og kaupa anna\u00f0 \u00ed snatri. \u00c1 kv\u00f6ldin t\u00fdndist hann \u00ed fasteignaaugl\u00fdsingum \u00ed s\u00edmanum. Sj\u00f3nvarp, arinn, s\u00f3fi, taukl\u00e6ddur ruggust\u00f3ll me\u00f0 mj\u00f3lkurblettum \u00e1 \u00f6rmunum, \u00fevottahr\u00faga \u00e1 g\u00f3lfinu og \u00f3grynni af d\u00f3ti sem tilheyr\u00f0i stelpunum. \u00c1 morgnana t\u00e6mdist h\u00fasi\u00f0 \u00feegar allir f\u00f3ru \u00ed vinnu og sk\u00f3la, og mitt eina starf var a\u00f0 gefa barninu a\u00f0 drekka. Mj\u00f3lkin kom og h\u00e6tti aldrei. H\u00fan ger\u00f0i mig \u00fer\u00fatna og auma og sprauta\u00f0ist \u00fat \u00ed bunum \u00feegar \u00e9g t\u00f3k barni\u00f0 af, og \u00feegar \u00e9g setti \u00fea\u00f0 aftur \u00e1 lak \u00far brj\u00f3stinu sem \u00fea\u00f0 saug ekki, yfir brj\u00f3stahaldarann sem m\u00e9r haf\u00f0i tekist a\u00f0 festa. Heilu \u00fevottav\u00e9larnar af bolum, brj\u00f3stah\u00f6ldurum og n\u00e1ttkj\u00f3lum ur\u00f0u gegnblautar af mj\u00f3lk sem s\u00farna\u00f0i \u00ed k\u00f6rfunni sem einhver annar s\u00e1 um. Mathilde kannski, \u00fear sem \u00fea\u00f0 var starfi\u00f0 hennar. \u00c9g sat bara \u00fearna, \u00fer\u00fatin, l\u00e9t lofta um \u00f3a\u00f0la\u00f0andi geirv\u00f6rturnar, svo sprungnar og bl\u00f3\u00f0ugar a\u00f0 \u00fe\u00e6r \u00feoldu ekkert nema kl\u00edstra\u00f0a mauki\u00f0 sem Sergio keypti \u00ed st\u00f3rum sk\u00f6mmtum \u00ed ap\u00f3tekinu. \u00c9g sat me\u00f0 sk\u00e1lds\u00f6guna m\u00edna, umkringd feitum kremum, rennblautum grisjum, silfursk\u00e1lum og alls kyns gr\u00e6jum til a\u00f0 lei\u00f0a mj\u00f3lkina \u00fat. Verst var a\u00f0 \u00e9g \u00feurfti stanslaust a\u00f0 tala um \u00feetta og \u00e9g hef aldrei haft gaman af s\u00f6gum um b\u00f6rn. Pabbi kom \u00ed heims\u00f3kn og h\u00e9lt \u00e1 barninu og \u00e9g \u00fereifa\u00f0i \u00e1 p\u00f6kkunum sem hann kom me\u00f0 fr\u00e1 vinum og g\u00f6mlum n\u00e1gr\u00f6nnum: f\u00ednt dress, mj\u00fakt leikfang e\u00f0a t\u00f3nlistarb\u00f3k. Einu sinni kveikti hann eld \u00far vi\u00f0arkubbum, f\u00e9kk stelpurnar til a\u00f0 safna sprekum og kasta\u00f0i eldsp\u00fdtu inn, svo halla\u00f0i hann s\u00e9r aftur. \u00deegar logarnir t\u00f3ku vi\u00f0 s\u00e9r setti hann upp h\u00fafuna og f\u00f3r \u00ed vattera\u00f0a jakkann til a\u00f0 fara heim, svo a\u00f0 \u2013 sag\u00f0i hann \u2013 Sergio \u00feyrfti ekki a\u00f0 koma heim \u00far vinnunni og sj\u00e1 hann \u00fearna.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00dea\u00f0 var hann sem spur\u00f0i um myndina \u00e1 veggnum. \u00c9g sag\u00f0i honum: H\u00fan h\u00e9t Vittoria. Vittoria, endurt\u00f3k hann. Hann stakk h\u00f6ndunum \u00ed vasana og hristi h\u00f6fu\u00f0i\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Falleg kona.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hann leit \u00e1 mig.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Stj\u00fapm\u00f3\u00f0urhlutverki\u00f0, \u00fea\u00f0 er \u00ferautin \u00feyngri. Og enginn mun nokkurn t\u00edma \u00feakka \u00fe\u00e9r fyrir \u00fea\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c9g vissi aldrei hva\u00f0 \u00e9g \u00e1tti a\u00f0 segja vi\u00f0 hann og vildi aldrei a\u00f0 hann f\u00e6ri.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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\u00deetta var n\u00fa ekki mikil \u00feraut, get \u00e9g sagt ykkur. \u00c9g sat bara og gaf barninu a\u00f0 drekka og r\u00e9tt \u00e1\u00f0ur en stelpurnar komu heim \u00far sk\u00f3lanum f\u00f3r \u00e9g \u00fat svo \u00e9g \u00feyrfti ekki a\u00f0 tala vi\u00f0 \u00fe\u00e6r. \u00c9g pakka\u00f0i fart\u00f6lvunni undir vagninn og setti barni\u00f0 ofan \u00ed, huli\u00f0 teppi og me\u00f0 bangsa sem \u00fea\u00f0 haf\u00f0i ekkert vi\u00f0 a\u00f0 gera. \u00dea\u00f0 var fur\u00f0ulegt a\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 v\u00e6ri ekki meira af honum. Einn og s\u00e9r virtist hann p\u00ednul\u00edtill og yfirgefinn eins og t\u00fdnt barn \u00ed sk\u00f3gi. Vi\u00f0 r\u00fallu\u00f0um af sta\u00f0 \u00ed \u00edsk\u00f6ldum vindinum, \u00fat \u00e1 a\u00f0alg\u00f6tuna \u00ed \u00e1tt a\u00f0 i\u00f0na\u00f0arhverfi me\u00f0 b\u00edlas\u00f6lum og fl\u00edsav\u00f6ruh\u00fasum, ba\u00f0v\u00f6rus\u00fdningars\u00f6lum og h\u00f6fu\u00f0st\u00f6\u00f0vum skyndibitaveldanna. \u00c9g haf\u00f0i fundi\u00f0 kaffih\u00fas sem m\u00e9r l\u00edka\u00f0i, gr\u00ed\u00f0arst\u00f3ran og f\u00e1s\u00f3ttan sta\u00f0 sem seldi h\u00e1ar snei\u00f0ar af kirsuberjab\u00f6ku, s\u00fakkula\u00f0i- og m\u00f6ndluk\u00f6ku me\u00f0 glass\u00far og s\u00edtr\u00f3nuk\u00f6ku me\u00f0 \u00feeyttum rj\u00f3ma. \u00dear vann ung kona sem veifa\u00f0i barninu og gretti sig skemmtilega framan \u00ed \u00fea\u00f0. H\u00fan var mj\u00f6g falleg, d\u00f6kkeyg\u00f0 og d\u00f6kkh\u00e6r\u00f0, og setti alltaf aukastimpla \u00e1 vildarkorti\u00f0 mitt. H\u00fan sag\u00f0i m\u00e9r a\u00f0 h\u00fan \u00e6tti sj\u00f6 \u00e1ra barn heima hj\u00e1 \u00f6mmu sinni \u2013 \u00fe\u00fa byrja\u00f0ir ung, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g. J\u00e1, \u00e9g er einst\u00e6tt foreldri, sag\u00f0i h\u00fan, af einhverjum \u00e1st\u00e6\u00f0um me\u00f0 st\u00edfu or\u00f0alaginu af ums\u00f3knarey\u00f0ubla\u00f0i f\u00e9lagsm\u00e1lakerfisins. H\u00fan sag\u00f0i a\u00f0 sonur hennar v\u00e6ri \u00fea\u00f0 besta sem hef\u00f0i komi\u00f0 fyrir hana og vi\u00f0 brostum b\u00e1\u00f0ar me\u00f0 sams\u00e6rislegri v\u00e6mni heltekinna kvenna. H\u00fan h\u00e9lt \u00e1fram. A\u00f0 eignast hann er eiginlega \u00fea\u00f0 eina sem \u00e9g hef gert sem \u00e9g hef veri\u00f0 stolt af, sag\u00f0i h\u00fan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Barni\u00f0 svaf og \u00e9g opna\u00f0i fart\u00f6lvuna til a\u00f0 vinna a\u00f0 sm\u00e1s\u00f6gu. \u00deetta var eitthva\u00f0 sem \u00e9g haf\u00f0i bori\u00f0 me\u00f0 m\u00e9r \u00ed marga m\u00e1nu\u00f0i, hugsanlega \u00e1r, og \u00fev\u00ed lengur sem \u00e9g \u00feurfti a\u00f0 horfa \u00e1 \u00fea\u00f0, \u00fev\u00ed \u00f3\u00fearfara virtist \u00fea\u00f0, \u00fev\u00ed \u00f6murlegra og hreint \u00fat sagt \u00f3b\u00e6rilegra. Og barni\u00f0 myndi hvort e\u00f0 er vakna og bjarga m\u00e9r fr\u00e1 \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 gera nokku\u00f0. \u00c9g haf\u00f0i ekki vita\u00f0 hva\u00f0 \u00e1st var fyrr en \u00e9g h\u00e9lt \u00e1 honum \u00ed fanginu, og \u00ed sn\u00f6ggum hr\u00e6\u00f0sluk\u00f6stum \u00f3tta\u00f0ist \u00e9g a\u00f0 \u00e9g myndi finna einhverja lei\u00f0 til a\u00f0 ey\u00f0ileggja \u00feetta allt. \u00c9g haf\u00f0i \u00e1hyggjur af \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 \u00e9g myndi missa viti\u00f0 og mei\u00f0a barni\u00f0, kremja \u00fea\u00f0, drekkja \u00fev\u00ed \u00ed ba\u00f0inu e\u00f0a kveikja \u00ed h\u00fasinu. Sergio haf\u00f0i \u00e1hyggjur, sag\u00f0i hann m\u00e9r einn daginn, af \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 barni\u00f0 g\u00e6ti dotti\u00f0 \u00far vagninum undir hj\u00f3l b\u00edls sem \u00e6ki hj\u00e1, fengi\u00f0 h\u00e1an hita e\u00f0a reki\u00f0 h\u00f6fu\u00f0i\u00f0 \u00ed og aldrei or\u00f0i\u00f0 e\u00f0lilegt \u00feegar \u00fea\u00f0 yr\u00f0i st\u00f3rt. Meira a\u00f0 segja \u00f3tti okkar var af andst\u00e6\u00f0um toga.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sem betur fer mun ekkert af \u00feessu gerast, reyndi hann a\u00f0 fullvissa mig. \u00c9g d\u00e1\u00f0ist a\u00f0 honum, me\u00f0al annars af \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 hann \u00e1tti h\u00fas en \u00e9g haf\u00f0i alltaf lifa\u00f0 fr\u00e1 einum launase\u00f0li til \u00feess n\u00e6sta og \u00feurft a\u00f0 f\u00e1 l\u00e1na\u00f0 hj\u00e1 pabba til a\u00f0 borga leiguna. N\u00fa var engin leiga a\u00f0 borga, engin vinna a\u00f0 vinna. \u00c1 kv\u00f6ldin kom hann heim og kveikti upp \u00ed arninum \u00e1 me\u00f0an vi\u00f0 komum okkur fyrir hvort \u00e1 s\u00ednum sta\u00f0 \u00ed stofunni. Sj\u00f3nvarp, s\u00f3fi, ruggust\u00f3ll, stofubor\u00f0, bastkarfa, mynd af fallegri konu. \u00c9g sat \u00ed ruggust\u00f3lnum umkringd kortum og p\u00f6kkum. Sergio hossa\u00f0i barninu \u00e1 me\u00f0an \u00e9g reyndi a\u00f0 komast eitthva\u00f0 \u00e1fram me\u00f0 sk\u00e1lds\u00f6guna m\u00edna, fletti s\u00ed\u00f0um, \u00fe\u00f3tt sjaldan n\u00e6\u00f0i \u00e9g a\u00f0 einbeita m\u00e9r a\u00f0 einu einasta or\u00f0i fyrir framan mig. H\u00e1va\u00f0i \u00far sj\u00f3nvarpinu og Sergio a\u00f0 trufla mig me\u00f0 fasteignatilkynningum. Hann \u00e1framsendi m\u00e9r \u00f6ll h\u00fasin og \u00e9g smellti \u00e1 rau\u00f0u m\u00farsteinsh\u00fasin en hunsa\u00f0i hin. Hann hugsa\u00f0i um sk\u00f3la og almenningsgar\u00f0a \u00ed hverfinu, orkumat, birtu og hita, en \u00e9g hugsa\u00f0i um barni\u00f0 og sj\u00e1lfa mig.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hva\u00f0 vi\u00f0 litum vel \u00fat saman. \u00c9g t\u00f3k sj\u00e1lfsmyndir. \u00dea\u00f0 var dj\u00fapt fulln\u00e6gjandi a\u00f0 hafa b\u00fai\u00f0 til fallegt barn, barn sem gr\u00e9t svo sjaldan. \u00dea\u00f0 var st\u00f3rkostlegt a\u00f0 vera me\u00f0 st\u00f3r brj\u00f3st. En \u00f3tr\u00falegt a\u00f0 hafa f\u00e6tt og eignast barn, \u00fev\u00edl\u00edk d\u00fdr\u00f0. \u00c9g tr\u00fa\u00f0i \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 lyfti m\u00e9r samstundis \u00ed h\u00e6rri st\u00f6\u00f0u. \u00dea\u00f0 sem \u00e9g tr\u00fa\u00f0i \u00ed hjarta m\u00ednu var a\u00f0 allir \u00f6fundu\u00f0u mig, og \u00e1 m\u00f3ti vorkenndi \u00e9g \u00f6llum sem \u00e1ttu ekki barn. Og ekki bara hva\u00f0a barn sem er, heldur barni\u00f0 mitt, einmitt \u00feennan dreng.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2042<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Eitt kv\u00f6ld seint \u00ed desember dr\u00f3 Sergio tr\u00e9 inn \u00ed h\u00fasi\u00f0 og reisti \u00fea\u00f0 vi\u00f0 hli\u00f0ina \u00e1 sj\u00f3nvarpinu. \u00dea\u00f0 var bosmamiki\u00f0, me\u00f0 greinar eins og kl\u00e6r sem sveig\u00f0ust inn \u00e1 vi\u00f0 af einhvers konar feimni, og \u00e9g f\u00e9kk heim\u00fer\u00e1 eftir j\u00f3lunum sem foreldrar m\u00ednir voru h\u00e6tt a\u00f0 halda, n\u00fa \u00feegar mamma var ekki lengur jafn hraust. \u00c9g reyndi a\u00f0 hugsa ekki um \u00feetta og sat me\u00f0 barni\u00f0, leit \u00f6\u00f0ru hvoru upp \u00e1 me\u00f0an hann og stelpurnar hl\u00f3\u00f0u \u00e1 tr\u00e9\u00f0 skrauti, a\u00f0ra eins hluti haf\u00f0i \u00e9g aldrei s\u00e9\u00f0. St\u00edfar skoskar slaufur, glannalegar m\u00e1lmk\u00falur, \u00f3hugnanlegar f\u00edg\u00farur \u00ed filtf\u00f6tum. Tr\u00e9\u00f0 h\u00e9lt okkur s\u00ed\u00f0an f\u00e9lagsskap \u00ed herberginu. \u00c9g sv\u00e6f\u00f0i barni\u00f0, bj\u00f3 m\u00e9r til tebolla og samlokur og kom m\u00e9r aftur fyrir \u00ed brj\u00f3stagjafast\u00f3lnum til a\u00f0 opna gj\u00f6f eftir gj\u00f6f. Barni\u00f0 f\u00e9kk hr\u00fagur af gj\u00f6fum \u00e1 hverjum degi og \u00e9g \u00feurfti a\u00f0 f\u00e1st vi\u00f0 alla pokana me\u00f0 storkamynstrinu, vi\u00f0 silkipapp\u00edrinn og hreind\u00fdrapapp\u00edrinn, flokka \u00feetta \u00ed endurvinnslu \u00e1\u00f0ur en \u00e9g f\u00f3r \u00ed gegnum p\u00ednulitlu f\u00f6tin og heimskulegu bangsana og plokka\u00f0i \u00fat gjafakvittanirnar \u00fear sem einhver haf\u00f0i s\u00fdnt sm\u00e1 fyrirhyggju.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c1 kv\u00f6ldin l\u00e9ku stelpurnar s\u00e9r og teiknu\u00f0u \u00e1 g\u00f3lfinu. Sergio hita\u00f0i mj\u00f3lk \u00ed m\u00e1lmk\u00f6nnu \u00e1 hellunni og stundum kveikti hann upp \u00ed arninum og vi\u00f0 s\u00e1tum \u00ed kringum teppi \u00far krumpu\u00f0um umb\u00fa\u00f0apapp\u00edr og skrautbor\u00f0um. Stelpurnar drukku mj\u00f3lkina og \u00e1tu kex sem molna\u00f0i \u00fat um allt og Angelica ba\u00f0 okkur h\u00e1t\u00ed\u00f0leg um a\u00f0 kaupa handa s\u00e9r sykurstafi ef h\u00fan haga\u00f0i s\u00e9r vel. Pap\u00e0, ti prego<\/em>. H\u00fan sat og l\u00edmdi gamla umb\u00fa\u00f0apapp\u00edrinn saman \u00ed steinlaga form me\u00f0 m\u00f6rgum, sn\u00fanum l\u00f6gum af l\u00edmbandi, hlj\u00f3p svo til m\u00edn til a\u00f0 afhenda m\u00e9r \u00fea\u00f0 \u00e1\u00f0ur en h\u00fan skaust burt a\u00f0 b\u00faa til anna\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Getur\u00f0u, ger\u00f0u \u00fea\u00f0? spur\u00f0i h\u00fan og st\u00f3\u00f0 og horf\u00f0i beint framhj\u00e1 m\u00e9r \u00e1 vegginn. Anna\u00f0 auga\u00f0 leita\u00f0i til hli\u00f0ar og h\u00fan var me\u00f0 \u00feykk, kringl\u00f3tt gleraugu me\u00f0 fj\u00f3lubl\u00e1um umgj\u00f6r\u00f0um og linsur k\u00e1mugar af fitu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00dea\u00f0 er \u00fat af sj\u00fakd\u00f3mnum hennar, sag\u00f0i Sergio m\u00e9r.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hva\u00f0a sj\u00fakd\u00f3mi?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00dear vi\u00f0 sat; vi\u00f0 f\u00f3rum ekkert n\u00e1nar \u00fat \u00ed \u00fea\u00f0. Sj\u00f3nvarp, tr\u00e9 me\u00f0 skorpnu\u00f0um n\u00e1lum, arinn, ruggust\u00f3ll og s\u00f3fi, og stofubor\u00f0 \u00feaki\u00f0 skj\u00f6lum sem \u00e9g \u00feurfti a\u00f0 ganga fr\u00e1. Ruslakarfa full af g\u00f6mlum umb\u00fa\u00f0um, bastkarfa sem aldrei var notu\u00f0 og l\u00e1 undir teppum, og \u00e1 veggnum mynd af konu sem hef\u00f0i \u00e1tt a\u00f0 vera h\u00e9r \u00ed sta\u00f0inn fyrir mig.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2042<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Einn morguninn sat \u00e9g \u00e1 s\u00f3tthreinsa\u00f0ri bi\u00f0stofunni \u00e1 heilsug\u00e6slust\u00f6\u00f0inni \u00ed hverfinu, barni\u00f0 brosti og flissa\u00f0i \u00far \u00f6mmust\u00f3lnum s\u00ednum. Vi\u00f0 h\u00f6f\u00f0um komi\u00f0 hinga\u00f0 gangandi og me\u00f0 sporvagni til a\u00f0 hitta Jerome, s\u00e1lfr\u00e6\u00f0inginn sem sinnti okkar hverfi. \u00c9g h\u00e9lt \u00e1 ey\u00f0ubla\u00f0i sem ba\u00f0 um uppl\u00fdsingar um skap mitt og a\u00f0st\u00e6\u00f0ur og haka\u00f0i \u00ed reiti me\u00f0 svefnlausri hreinskilni. \u00c9g vissi ekki alveg hvers vegna \u00e9g var \u00fearna. Jerome birtist, \u00f3venju h\u00e1vaxinn, silfurh\u00e6r\u00f0ur og vi\u00f0kunnanlegur. \u00deetta hef\u00f0i geta\u00f0 veri\u00f0 spjall\u00fe\u00e1ttur e\u00f0a atvinnuvi\u00f0tal, svo e\u00f0lilega notalegur og \u00f6ruggur sem hann var. Hann kl\u00e6ddist vel strauja\u00f0ri skyrtu og lj\u00f3sbl\u00e1um gallabuxum, gyrtum h\u00e1tt upp, sem gaf m\u00e9r mj\u00f6g \u00e1kve\u00f0na tilfinningu fyrir honum.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Allt er tr\u00fana\u00f0arm\u00e1l nema \u00fea\u00f0 var\u00f0i ska\u00f0a \u00e1 barni, tilkynnti ma\u00f0urinn. \u00c9g kinka\u00f0i \u00e1kaflega kolli.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Og hver er \u00feetta? Alveg n\u00fdsleginn, er \u00fea\u00f0 ekki? Hall\u00f3, litli ma\u00f0ur. Hva\u00f0 segir\u00f0u gott?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vi\u00f0 f\u00f3rum um v\u00f6lundarh\u00fas af litlum skrifstofum og settumst \u00ed teningslaga herbergi tro\u00f0fullt af b\u00f3kum og innr\u00f6mmu\u00f0um sk\u00edrteinum, st\u00f3larnir okkar innikr\u00f3a\u00f0ir af m\u00e1lmsk\u00e1pum.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Fr\u00e1b\u00e6rt a\u00f0 \u00fe\u00e9r t\u00f3kst a\u00f0 fylla \u00feetta \u00fat, sag\u00f0i hann og lyfti ey\u00f0ubla\u00f0inu. \u00dea\u00f0 gefur m\u00e9r tilfinningu fyrir \u00fev\u00ed hva\u00f0 er \u00ed gangi. Augun \u00e1 bak vi\u00f0 gleraugun sigu ni\u00f0ur a\u00f0 bla\u00f0inu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00de\u00fa hefur haka\u00f0 vi\u00f0 \u201eKynfer\u00f0isleg vandam\u00e1l\u201c. Viltu segja meira um \u00fea\u00f0?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c9g veit \u00fea\u00f0 ekki, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00d3, \u00fea\u00f0 er bara af \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 \u00fe\u00fa merktir vi\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 h\u00e9r \u00e1 ey\u00f0ubla\u00f0inu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

J\u00e1, \u00e9g \u00fearf \u00feess ekki, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g. M\u00e9r fannst bara a\u00f0 \u00e9g \u00e6tti a\u00f0 skrifa \u00fea\u00f0. Margir hlj\u00f3ta a\u00f0 eiga vi\u00f0 \u00feau a\u00f0 str\u00ed\u00f0a, kynfer\u00f0isleg vandam\u00e1l, er \u00fea\u00f0 ekki? \u00c9g leit \u00e1 hann eftir hvatningu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vi\u00f0 erum h\u00e9r til a\u00f0 r\u00e6\u00f0a allar hli\u00f0ar \u00e1 \u00fe\u00e9r, sag\u00f0i hann. Hvernig hefur gengi\u00f0 me\u00f0 n\u00fdja barni\u00f0? Barni\u00f0 ba\u00f0a\u00f0i \u00fat h\u00f6ndunum. \u00c9g dr\u00f3 ni\u00f0ur bolinn og lag\u00f0i \u00fea\u00f0 \u00e1 brj\u00f3sti\u00f0 til a\u00f0 reyna a\u00f0 sv\u00e6fa \u00fea\u00f0 me\u00f0 mj\u00f3lk. Vi\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 var\u00f0 \u00fe\u00f6gn, s\u00ed\u00f0an heyr\u00f0ist blautt kjams. Vi\u00f0 r\u00e6ddum brj\u00f3stagj\u00f6f. \u00c9g sag\u00f0i honum a\u00f0 h\u00fan hef\u00f0i veri\u00f0 s\u00e1rsaukafull fyrst. Og jafnvel einmanaleg, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g, til a\u00f0 se\u00f0ja \u00fe\u00f6rf hans fyrir sl\u00edk sm\u00e1atri\u00f0i, en n\u00fa gengur \u00feetta mj\u00f6g vel og vi\u00f0 h\u00f6fum \u00fea\u00f0 f\u00ednt. \u00c9g skynja\u00f0i vonbrig\u00f0i, hversu miki\u00f0 \u00feessi geislandi fagma\u00f0ur haf\u00f0i vonast til a\u00f0 \u00e9g v\u00e6ri kannski bara me\u00f0 s\u00e6ngurkvennabl\u00fas og m\u00f6gulega eitthva\u00f0 \u00f6rl\u00edti\u00f0 f\u00e6\u00f0ingar\u00feunglyndis-eitthva\u00f0; \u00e9g s\u00e1 l\u00edka forvitni hans. Vi\u00f0 \u00e1ttum enn um \u00ferj\u00e1t\u00edu m\u00edn\u00fatur eftir af t\u00edmanum, svo \u00e9g dr\u00f3 andann og sag\u00f0i honum fr\u00e1.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Augun \u00ed honum lj\u00f3mu\u00f0u me\u00f0 \u00feessum vi\u00f0kunnanlega bl\u00e6.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c9g vil vera viss um a\u00f0 \u00e9g skilji \u00feetta r\u00e9tt. Eiginkona maka \u00fe\u00edns d\u00f3. Og svo eignu\u00f0ust \u00fei\u00f0 litla barni\u00f0, sex m\u00e1nu\u00f0um s\u00ed\u00f0ar? Fj\u00f3rum m\u00e1nu\u00f0um s\u00ed\u00f0ar. Allt \u00ed lagi, og tv\u00e6r stelpur, sag\u00f0i hann.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00dea\u00f0 er mj\u00f6g miki\u00f0 \u00e1lag \u00e1 heimilinu, tr\u00fa\u00f0i \u00e9g honum fyrir.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00dea\u00f0 br\u00e1 fyrir glampa \u00ed augum Jeromes \u2013 \u00feetta var bitast\u00e6tt. Hann spur\u00f0i hvort \u00e9g hef\u00f0i heyrt um r\u00f6kkurstundina, \u00feegar foreldrar koma heim \u201e\u00fatkeyr\u00f0ir\u201c, b\u00f6rnin eru yfir sig \u00fereytt og hlutir gerast. Veistu a\u00f0 \u00feetta er h\u00e1annat\u00edmi slysa, brunas\u00e1ra, skur\u00f0a og h\u00f6fu\u00f0h\u00f6gga? Hj\u00fakrunarfr\u00e6\u00f0ingur \u00e1 br\u00e1\u00f0am\u00f3tt\u00f6kunni sag\u00f0i m\u00e9r \u00fea\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

M\u00e9r var\u00f0 \u00f3glatt af \u00feeim hr\u00e6\u00f0ilegu myndum sem komu upp \u00ed hugann.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

En hann haf\u00f0i engar \u00e1hyggjur; raunar virtist honum l\u00ed\u00f0a fullkomlega vel me\u00f0 a\u00f0 r\u00e6\u00f0a \u00f3vi\u00f0unandi deilur \u00ed fj\u00f6lskyldunni. Au\u00f0vita\u00f0, sag\u00f0i hann, getur hitna\u00f0 a\u00f0eins \u00ed kolunum<\/em> me\u00f0 n\u00fdtt barn \u00e1 heimilinu og allt hitt umr\u00f3ti\u00f0 sem \u00fe\u00fa ert a\u00f0 l\u00fdsa. Svo hva\u00f0 gerir ma\u00f0ur? Ma\u00f0ur st\u00edgur til baka. \u00der\u00edr dj\u00fapir andardr\u00e6ttir, f\u00e6tur fastir \u00e1 g\u00f3lfinu. Sext\u00edu sek\u00fandur er allt sem \u00fearf til a\u00f0 kortis\u00f3li\u00f0 \u2013 hann h\u00e9lt svona \u00e1fram og vi\u00f0 pr\u00f3fu\u00f0um \u00feetta \u00e1 me\u00f0an \u00e9g hossa\u00f0i barninu til a\u00f0 hafa \u00fea\u00f0 r\u00f3legt. Hann stakk upp \u00e1 a\u00f0 \u00e9g l\u00e9ki vi\u00f0 stelpurnar \u00ed t\u00edu m\u00edn\u00fatur \u00e1 dag, bara t\u00edu m\u00edn\u00fatur, ekkert meira, algj\u00f6rlega \u00e1 \u00feeirra forsendum: \u00de\u00fa \u00fearft a\u00f0 gefa \u00fe\u00e9r t\u00edma til a\u00f0 kynnast \u00feeim.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2042<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c1 hverjum laugardagsmorgni spenntum vi\u00f0 b\u00f6rnin \u00ferj\u00fa \u00ed afturs\u00e6ti\u00f0 \u00e1 rau\u00f0a sex s\u00e6ta b\u00edlnum hans og \u00f3kum af sta\u00f0 a\u00f0 sko\u00f0a h\u00fas. Vi\u00f0 s\u00e1tum \u00e1 r\u00famum f\u00f3lks og d\u00e6mdum b\u00f3kasmekk \u00feess, opnu\u00f0um sk\u00faffur og ger\u00f0um kl\u00farar athugasemdir. Stelpurnar \u00feutu um gar\u00f0a e\u00f0a l\u00e9ku s\u00e9r me\u00f0 leikf\u00f6ng annarra barna. Sergio skamma\u00f0i stelpurnar, sko\u00f0a\u00f0i sprungur \u00ed veggjum, benti \u00e1 myglubletti og ba\u00f0 um a\u00f0 f\u00e1 a\u00f0 sj\u00e1 ketilinn e\u00f0a rafmagnst\u00f6fluna. \u00c9g elska\u00f0i a\u00f0 vera \u00e1 me\u00f0al alls f\u00f3lksins, r\u00e1fa um. \u00c9g star\u00f0i \u00ed augu \u00f3kunnugra \u00e1 innr\u00f6mmu\u00f0um lj\u00f3smyndum, sl\u00f3 upp spjalli vi\u00f0 \u00f6nnur p\u00f6r og spur\u00f0i um b\u00f6rnin \u00feeirra. \u00c9g vissi \u00ed raun ekki hvert \u00feetta stefndi, vona\u00f0i bara a\u00f0 einn daginn fengi \u00e9g eyju \u00ed eldh\u00fasi\u00f0 og fallegt herbergi \u00fear sem \u00e9g g\u00e6ti seti\u00f0 \u00e1 kv\u00f6ldin. \u00c9g horf\u00f0i \u00ed ba\u00f0herbergisspegla me\u00f0 barninu, kreisti hann fast og sag\u00f0i: B\u00fa! \u00c9g var \u00e1stfangin og engin \u00f6nnur lifandi vera gat tro\u00f0i\u00f0 s\u00e9r inn \u00ed heim okkar. Fyrir utan \u00feetta barn vakti f\u00f3lk a\u00f0eins \u00e1huga minn sem vitni a\u00f0 \u00feeirri \u00f3endanlegu \u00e1st sem \u00e9g bj\u00f3 yfir, og ef \u00fea\u00f0 kunni ekki almennilega a\u00f0 meta \u00fe\u00e1 sta\u00f0reynd haf\u00f0i \u00e9g ekkert vi\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 a\u00f0 gera.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sj\u00f3nvarp, arinn, stofubor\u00f0 hla\u00f0i\u00f0 drasli sem \u00e9g \u00feurfti ekki, st\u00f6ku barnaf\u00f6tum, tinkt\u00farum og me\u00f0\u00f6lum og fasteignab\u00e6klingum. \u00c1 kv\u00f6ldin var Sergio mj\u00f6g \u00fereyttur eftir vinnuna og vildi bara sitja \u00fearna, kannski drekka bj\u00f3r e\u00f0a kveikja \u00e1 sj\u00f3nvarpinu. \u00deegar hann haf\u00f0i sent stelpurnar \u00ed r\u00fami\u00f0 settist hann hj\u00e1 m\u00e9r. Giorgia birtist bak vi\u00f0 glerdyrnar inn \u00e1 ganginn, skuggamynd me\u00f0 augum. Sergio opna\u00f0i dyrnar og benti. Giorgia. Aftur upp. Aftur \u00ed r\u00fami\u00f0. N\u00fana. F\u00f3tatak \u00feaut yfir teppi\u00f0. Hann s\u00e1st benda \u00e1 bak vi\u00f0 mig. Hann s\u00e1st koma \u00fat \u00far herberginu hennar me\u00f0 turn af b\u00f3kum upp a\u00f0 h\u00f6ku. Hva\u00f0 \u00ed \u2013? sag\u00f0i \u00e9g. Hva\u00f0 ertu a\u00f0 gera? Hann l\u00e9t turninn detta \u00e1 g\u00f3lfi\u00f0. H\u00fan les of miki\u00f0. H\u00fan les um drauga og uppvakninga, um ofbeldi og dau\u00f0ar sk\u00f3lastelpur, til t\u00f3lf \u00e1 n\u00f3ttunni. B\u00e6kurnar eru a\u00f0 ey\u00f0ileggja svefninn hennar. B\u00e6kur hj\u00e1lpa henni a\u00f0 sofna! Vilt \u00fe\u00fa pr\u00f3fa a\u00f0 koma henni fram \u00far r\u00faminu fyrir sk\u00f3lann \u00feegar h\u00fan l\u00edtur \u00fat eins og h\u00fan s\u00e9 \u00e1 r\u00f3andi lyfjum? spur\u00f0i hann.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00dea\u00f0 var satt a\u00f0 mig langa\u00f0i ekki til \u00feess.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hva\u00f0 sem \u00fev\u00ed lei\u00f0 fann Giorgia s\u00e9r anna\u00f0 a\u00f0 lesa. H\u00fan las lei\u00f0beiningab\u00e6klinga, merkimi\u00f0a \u00e1 d\u00fdnum, bakhli\u00f0ina \u00e1 hnetupakka. Kv\u00f6ldi\u00f0 sem hann t\u00f3k lj\u00f3saperuna \u00far vissi \u00e9g ekki hva\u00f0 \u00e9g \u00e1tti a\u00f0 halda. H\u00fan ver\u00f0ur a\u00f0 h\u00e6tta, sag\u00f0i hann. Hann lag\u00f0i peruna \u00e1 hilluna. N\u00fa fer h\u00fan a\u00f0 sofa, sag\u00f0i hann. Hann opna\u00f0i bj\u00f3rinn. \u00dea\u00f0 eina sem mig langar a\u00f0 gera er a\u00f0 setjast ni\u00f0ur og slaka \u00e1 \u00e1 kv\u00f6ldin, sag\u00f0i hann og \u00fdtti \u00e1 play \u00e1 myndinni. \u00deegar hann lag\u00f0i fjarst\u00fdringuna fr\u00e1 s\u00e9r f\u00e9ll hn\u00f6ttur \u00far l\u00edmbandi \u00e1 g\u00f3lfi\u00f0. Sergio t\u00f3k hann upp. Hann sko\u00f0a\u00f0i hann \u00ed eina sek\u00fandu, glennti svo fingurna og l\u00e9t hann detta.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00dea\u00f0 sem \u00e9g \u00e1 ekki eftir a\u00f0 sakna, sag\u00f0i hann, eru \u00feessir litlu ruslahaugar sem Angie b\u00fdr til. \u00c9g hl\u00f3: \u00c9g veit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c9g meina, \u00feetta er kr\u00fattlegt, en b\u00e6tir bara \u00ed drasli\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Myndin h\u00e9lt \u00e1fram, barni\u00f0 sofna\u00f0i \u00ed fangi m\u00ednu og nokkur kyrr\u00f0 komst \u00e1.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00deegar \u00e9g f\u00f3r upp a\u00f0 g\u00e1 s\u00e1 \u00e9g a\u00f0 Giorgia haf\u00f0i fundi\u00f0 vasalj\u00f3s \u00ed \u00fatilegud\u00f3tinu \u00ed sk\u00e1p Sergios og sat \u00fear a\u00f0 lesa Lego-lei\u00f0beiningar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Einn laugardaginn sko\u00f0u\u00f0um vi\u00f0 tv\u00f6 h\u00fas \u00ed samliggjandi \u00fathverfag\u00f6tum, hvort me\u00f0 sinn hellulag\u00f0a grasr\u00e9tthyrning fyrir framan \u00fear sem tr\u00e9 \u00f3x. Fyrra h\u00fasi\u00f0 var \u00far rau\u00f0um m\u00farsteini me\u00f0 fl\u00f6gnu\u00f0um, gr\u00e6num \u00fatidyrum, haf\u00f0i \u00e1sts\u00e6lt yfirbrag\u00f0, hl\u00fdlegt og svol\u00edti\u00f0 hr\u00f6rlegt, pallurinn \u00e1 bak vi\u00f0 h\u00fas var brotinn sums sta\u00f0ar. Herbergin voru yfirfull af f\u00f3lki, m\u00f6mmum, p\u00f6bbum og \u00f6mmum og \u00f6fum, og litlum b\u00f6rnum. Pabbi lag\u00f0i b\u00edlnum s\u00ednum vi\u00f0 grasferninginn og kom inn me\u00f0 sinn kap\u00edtal\u00edskasta svip, glampa af dj\u00f6fulskap og \u00e1h\u00e6ttu. Hann s\u00e1 a\u00f0 vi\u00f0 vorum hrifin af h\u00fasinu og \u00e9g s\u00e1 a\u00f0 hann vildi a\u00f0 vi\u00f0 fengjum \u00fea\u00f0. Einhver peningagj\u00f6f var v\u00e6ntanleg fr\u00e1 honum og h\u00fan myndi duga fyrir \u00fatborguninni, og meira til, eftir ver\u00f0inu. \u00deeir Sergio \u00feurftu bara a\u00f0 setjast ni\u00f0ur og reikna a\u00f0eins, hugsa\u00f0i \u00e9g. \u00deetta var ekki mitt svi\u00f0. Stelpurnar hoppu\u00f0u \u00fat \u00e1 brotna pallinn og fasteignasalinn kalla\u00f0i: Loki\u00f0 \u00feessum dyrum! Engin b\u00f6rn \u00fati, takk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c1 ganginum var fl\u00f6skugr\u00e6nn g\u00f6tulampi sem \u00e9g var mj\u00f6g hrifin af. Uppi \u00ed notalega hj\u00f3naherberginu var nakinn b\u00fakur af g\u00ednu. G\u00ednan var sk\u00f6ll\u00f3tt me\u00f0 bl\u00e1m\u00e1lu\u00f0 augu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hitt h\u00fasi\u00f0 var hv\u00edtt og sl\u00e9tt, me\u00f0 k\u00f6ntum vi\u00f0 innkeyrsluna og snyrtilegum gr\u00f3\u00f0ri. Allt inni var hreint og bjart og vandlega skipulagt. Eldur loga\u00f0i og meira a\u00f0 segja rafgulu logarnir hreyf\u00f0ust snyrtilega bak vi\u00f0 ristina. \u201e\u00c6, sj\u00e1\u00f0u,\u201c sag\u00f0i pabbi l\u00e1gt og halla\u00f0i s\u00e9r a\u00f0 m\u00e9r. \u201e\u00deau eru me\u00f0 eldinn \u00e1 fullu, eplabakan ver\u00f0ur n\u00fdkomin \u00far ofninum, \u00fe\u00e1 kemur brj\u00e1la\u00f0ur m\u00fagurinn og b\u00fd\u00f0ur eins og \u00f3\u00f0ur, ver\u00f0i\u00f0 fer upp.\u201c Kerti g\u00e6g\u00f0ust fram undan \u00edbur\u00f0armiklum, rj\u00f3malitu\u00f0um h\u00e6gindast\u00f3lum og allt bar vott um mikla h\u00e6fileika til a\u00f0 gr\u00e6\u00f0a, var st\u00edlhreint og f\u00e1ga\u00f0 og fars\u00e6lt. Eldh\u00fasi\u00f0 var st\u00f3rt og s\u00e1larlaust. \u00c9g renndi fingurg\u00f3munum eftir gran\u00edteyjunni \u00e1 lei\u00f0inni \u00fat \u00ed vel loka\u00f0an gar\u00f0inn og gekk hringinn \u00e1 skrautlega grasinu. \u00dea\u00f0 angra\u00f0i mig a\u00f0 hugsa til \u00feess a\u00f0 vi\u00f0 myndum kannski ekki b\u00faa h\u00e9r. Uppi h\u00e9lt \u00e1fram \u00feessi \u00f3notatilfinning yfir \u00fev\u00ed sem kynni a\u00f0 vera utan seilingar. Barnaherbergin voru eins og b\u00e6klingar um hvernig barnaherbergi geta veri\u00f0. R\u00fam me\u00f0 tj\u00f6ldum, fj\u00f3lubl\u00e1 sat\u00ednr\u00famf\u00f6t, leikbor\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c9g \u00feyrfti a\u00f0 breyta \u00feessu, og au\u00f0vita\u00f0 myndi teppi\u00f0 ekki haldast svona hreint, en fyrir utan \u00fea\u00f0, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g vi\u00f0 Sergio. \u00c9g var a\u00f0 skanna hilluna af sk\u00e1lds\u00f6gum vi\u00f0 r\u00fami\u00f0, sem virtust \u00f3opna\u00f0ar, \u00feegar hann kalla\u00f0i \u00e1 mig \u00far fataherberginu. Komdu a\u00f0 sj\u00e1, sag\u00f0i hann. \u00de\u00fa tr\u00fair \u00feessu ekki. \u00c9g f\u00f3r til hans. Sumarbirtan fl\u00e6ddi ni\u00f0ur \u00e1 jakka og kj\u00f3la \u00f3\u00feekktrar konu, og \u00fat um gluggann, handan vi\u00f0 \u00fe\u00f6kin og h\u00e6\u00f0irnar, st\u00f3\u00f0u rykhv\u00edtar og k\u00f3ralrau\u00f0ar rendur Poolbeg-reykh\u00e1fanna. G\u00f6mlu reykh\u00e1farnir voru n\u00fa aflag\u00f0ir, me\u00f0 st\u00e1lhettur efst \u00ed sta\u00f0 reyks, \u00fear sem b\u00fai\u00f0 var a\u00f0 loka ol\u00edust\u00f6\u00f0inni sem \u00fej\u00f3na\u00f0i \u00feeim, en h\u00e9\u00f0an litu \u00feeir gl\u00e6silega \u00fat, eins og \u00feeir hef\u00f0u veri\u00f0 reistir til a\u00f0 fullkomna \u00fats\u00fdni\u00f0 fyrir mig. Mig langa\u00f0i a\u00f0 b\u00faa h\u00e9r. Vi\u00f0 arininn var pabbi a\u00f0 reyna a\u00f0 n\u00e1 uppl\u00fdsingum upp \u00far fasteignasalanum, eldri manni \u00ed jakkaf\u00f6tum.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Eftir \u00fev\u00ed sem vi\u00f0 best vitum er fr\u00fain a\u00f0 minnka vi\u00f0 sig, sag\u00f0i fasteignasalinn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

B\u00fdr bara ein kona h\u00e9r, er \u00fea\u00f0? spur\u00f0i pabbi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00dea\u00f0 er r\u00e9tt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00d3, og er h\u00fan \u2026?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vi\u00f0 pabbi horf\u00f0um b\u00e6\u00f0i \u00e1 fasteignasalann.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Fr\u00e1skilin, j\u00e1, sag\u00f0i ma\u00f0urinn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00d3.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c9g lita\u00f0ist \u00ed s\u00ed\u00f0asta sinn um \u00ed \u00feessari alabastursh\u00f6ll og fann fyrir \u00feunga.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vi\u00f0 fylgdum pabba \u00fat a\u00f0 b\u00edlnum, stelpurnar dr\u00f3gu lappirnar \u00e1 eftir okkur. Pabbi sag\u00f0i: \u00dea\u00f0 eina vi\u00f0 \u00feetta er a\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 v\u00e6ri ekkert sem \u00fearf a\u00f0 gera vi\u00f0 h\u00fasi\u00f0. \u00dea\u00f0 er gott a\u00f0 hafa vandam\u00e1l til a\u00f0 laga. Er \u00fea\u00f0 ekki? Hva\u00f0 rau\u00f0a m\u00farsteinsh\u00fasi\u00f0 var\u00f0ar \u2013 \u00d3 nei! sag\u00f0i Sergio, sem l\u00edka\u00f0i alls ekki vi\u00f0 hr\u00e6\u00f0ilega rau\u00f0a m\u00farsteinsh\u00fasi\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ef \u00fei\u00f0 n\u00e1i\u00f0 ekki saman um \u00feetta ver\u00f0i\u00f0 \u00fei\u00f0 ekki samm\u00e1la um neitt, hl\u00f3 pabbi, og vi\u00f0 vorum \u00ed mi\u00f0ju samtali \u00feegar vi\u00f0 komum a\u00f0 b\u00edlnum hans og s\u00e1um bla\u00f0 fast undir r\u00fa\u00f0u\u00feurrkunni. B\u00edlast\u00e6\u00f0asekt, 40 evrur. \u00c6i. Vonandi er \u00feetta ekki fyrirbo\u00f0i, sag\u00f0i pabbi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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\u00c1 gle\u00f0isnau\u00f0u bi\u00f0stofunni hj\u00e1 Jerome las \u00e9g b\u00e6kling: Sumar m\u00e6\u00f0ur f\u00e1 hugsanir um a\u00f0 ska\u00f0a b\u00f6rnin s\u00edn. En \u00feetta eru kv\u00ed\u00f0ahugsanir og m\u00e6\u00f0ur fylgja \u00feeim n\u00e1nast aldrei eftir. N\u00e1nast aldrei, hugsa\u00f0i \u00e9g, stolt og mj\u00f6g hr\u00e6dd yfir a\u00f0 hafa fundi\u00f0 \u00feetta gat \u00ed kenningu b\u00e6klingsins.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Barni\u00f0 haf\u00f0i sofna\u00f0 \u00ed ruggust\u00f3lnum og \u00e9g reyndi a\u00f0 horfa ekki \u00e1 s\u00edmann. N\u00fa voru a\u00f0eins tveir bj\u00f3\u00f0endur eftir \u00ed rau\u00f0a m\u00farsteinsh\u00fasi\u00f0 me\u00f0 g\u00ednunni \u00ed svefnherberginu. \u00deegar Jerome hleypti m\u00e9r inn sag\u00f0i \u00e9g honum a\u00f0 \u00e9g v\u00e6ri ekki viss um neitt af \u00feessu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vi\u00f0 erum a\u00f0 kaupa h\u00fas. \u00dea\u00f0 g\u00e6ti hv\u00edlt b\u00f6lvun \u00e1 h\u00fasinu. Og m\u00e9r finnst ekki g\u00f3\u00f0 hugmynd a\u00f0 vi\u00f0 giftum okkur og b\u00faum saman. Hann er svol\u00edti\u00f0 skapst\u00f3r.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c9g var hneykslu\u00f0 \u00e1 \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 hafa falli\u00f0 fyrir manneskju me\u00f0 skap.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vi\u00f0 h\u00e9ldum a\u00f0 vi\u00f0 v\u00e6rum \u00e1stfangin, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g. Og n\u00fa l\u00edkar okkur ekki einu sinni hvort vi\u00f0 anna\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jerome spur\u00f0i hva\u00f0 m\u00e9r fyndist a\u00f0 \u00e9g \u00e6tti a\u00f0 gera. \u00c9g horf\u00f0i \u00f6rv\u00e6ntingarfull \u00ed augun \u00e1 honum. H\u00e9lt hann a\u00f0 \u00e9g hef\u00f0i komi\u00f0 hinga\u00f0 til a\u00f0 \u00feurfa a\u00f0 svara m\u00ednum eigin spurningum \u00fear sem \u00fe\u00e6r f\u00f3ru \u00ed ruglu\u00f0um lykkjum um hugann? Hann bei\u00f0 mj\u00f6g \u00feolinm\u00f3\u00f0ur, svo \u00e9g r\u00e9tti \u00far m\u00e9r.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kannski ver\u00f0ur \u00feetta au\u00f0veldara \u00feegar vi\u00f0 flytjum \u00ed n\u00fdja h\u00fasi\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Allt \u00ed lagi. Hva\u00f0 ver\u00f0ur \u00f6\u00f0ruv\u00edsi?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c9g hreyf\u00f0i mig ekki.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c9g meina, au\u00f0vita\u00f0 ver\u00f0ur \u00fea\u00f0 \u00f6\u00f0ruv\u00edsi. \u00deetta er framt\u00ed\u00f0in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jerome \u00feag\u00f0i.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tr\u00fair\u00f0u \u00fev\u00ed? spur\u00f0i hann. Hann var alltaf jafn hl\u00fdr og vi\u00f0kunnanlegur, eins og vandam\u00e1l annarra v\u00e6ru notaleg af\u00fereying. \u00c9g sat st\u00edf, beit \u00e1 v\u00f6rina og hann andvarpa\u00f0i.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00de\u00fa veist a\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 er or\u00f0atilt\u00e6ki sem f\u00f3lk nota\u00f0i \u00ed \u00cdrlandi \u00ed gamla daga. \u201e\u00de\u00fa bj\u00f3st um r\u00fami\u00f0 \u00feitt, n\u00fa ver\u00f0ur\u00f0u a\u00f0 liggja \u00ed \u00fev\u00ed.\u201c<\/p>\n\n\n\n

J\u00e1, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g s\u00e1tt, fegin a\u00f0 loksins v\u00e6ri veri\u00f0 a\u00f0 segja m\u00e9r hva\u00f0 \u00e9g \u00e6tti a\u00f0 gera.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

En m\u00e1li\u00f0 er a\u00f0 \u00fe\u00fa \u00fearft \u00feess ekki, h\u00e9lt hann \u00e1fram. \u00dea\u00f0 er ekki \u00feannig. \u00de\u00fa \u00fearft ekki a\u00f0 liggja \u00ed r\u00faminu eftir a\u00f0 \u00fe\u00fa hefur b\u00fai\u00f0 um \u00fea\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Barni\u00f0 hreyf\u00f0i sig og \u00e9g rugga\u00f0i \u00fev\u00ed me\u00f0 f\u00e6tinum. Vi\u00f0 erum a\u00f0 kaupa h\u00fas saman, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g vi\u00f0 hann. \u00dea\u00f0 er of seint.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c9g leit \u00e1sakandi \u00e1 hann. Hva\u00f0 \u00e6tla\u00f0i hann a\u00f0 gera \u00ed \u00feessu?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gott! sag\u00f0i hann. Fr\u00e1b\u00e6rt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00de\u00fa meinar, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g. A\u00f0 \u00e9g g\u00e6ti bara gengi\u00f0 \u00ed burtu? Teki\u00f0 barni\u00f0 me\u00f0 m\u00e9r?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Enginn er fastur, sag\u00f0i hann.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c9g haf\u00f0i aldrei hugsa\u00f0 um \u00feetta \u00feannig.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

En \u00e9g \u00fearf a\u00f0 millif\u00e6ra peningana til hans fyrir \u00fatborguninni, \u00ed kv\u00f6ld, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

S\u00edminn titra\u00f0i \u00ed t\u00f6skunni og \u00e9g s\u00e1 a\u00f0 tilbo\u00f0i okkar \u00ed \u201e\u00feetta hr\u00e6\u00f0ilega rau\u00f0a m\u00farsteinshr\u00e6\u201c haf\u00f0i veri\u00f0 teki\u00f0. \u00c9g \u00fdtti s\u00edmanum ni\u00f0ur \u00e1 botn handt\u00f6skunnar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Sj\u00f3nvarp, arinn, ruggust\u00f3ll, b\u00e6kur me\u00f0 d\u00fdrum \u00e1, \u00e1tta e\u00f0a t\u00edu pappakassar \u00ed stafla vi\u00f0 vegginn, af \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 vi\u00f0 vorum a\u00f0 flytja flj\u00f3tlega. Kv\u00f6ldi\u00f0 sem \u00e9g l\u00e9k vi\u00f0 b\u00f6rnin \u00ed t\u00edu m\u00edn\u00fatur lag\u00f0i \u00e9g barni\u00f0 \u00e1 teppi \u00e1 g\u00f3lfi\u00f0 og ba\u00f0 stelpurnar a\u00f0 taka fram bor\u00f0spil. Giorgia valdi sl\u00f6nguspil og ra\u00f0a\u00f0i upp pe\u00f0unum. H\u00fan var mj\u00f6g flj\u00f3t a\u00f0 l\u00e6ra leiki. \u00cd hvert sinn sem h\u00fan lenti \u00e1 hala sn\u00e1ks og \u00e9g sag\u00f0i henni a\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 \u00fe\u00fdddi a\u00f0 h\u00fan yr\u00f0i a\u00f0 fara aftur \u00feanga\u00f0 sem h\u00fan kom fr\u00e1 st\u00edfna\u00f0i andlit hennar og h\u00fan v\u00e6ldi, kerrti hnakkann \u00feannig a\u00f0 \u00e9g s\u00e1 beint ni\u00f0ur \u00ed draugalega, dinglandi h\u00e1lskirtlana. \u00c9g sat bara og l\u00e9t hlj\u00f3\u00f0i\u00f0 fylla herbergi\u00f0. Gr\u00e1turinn klingdi \u00ed eyrunum \u00e1 m\u00e9r; Angelica h\u00e9lt b\u00e1\u00f0um h\u00f6ndum fyrir s\u00edn. Handan vi\u00f0 stelpurnar og spili\u00f0 s\u00e1 \u00e9g gegnum hinar glerdyrnar inn \u00ed eldh\u00fasi\u00f0. M\u00e9r datt \u00ed hug a\u00f0 \u00e9g g\u00e6ti sett Giorgiu \u00feanga\u00f0 inn til a\u00f0 l\u00e1ta \u00feetta h\u00e6tta. \u00de\u00f3tt h\u00fan vildi kannski ekki l\u00e1ta f\u00e6ra sig. H\u00fan haf\u00f0i einu sinni biti\u00f0 f\u00f6\u00f0ur sinn \u2013 \u00fea\u00f0 bl\u00e6ddi, Dio Madonna! Piccola cretina di merda!<\/em> \u00f6skra\u00f0i hann og lyfti henni upp og \u00fat \u00far herberginu. H\u00fan haf\u00f0i skili\u00f0 eftir bitf\u00f6r \u00e1 \u00falnli\u00f0num \u00e1 honum.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hj\u00e1 m\u00e9r hvolfdi h\u00fan bara sl\u00f6nguspilsbor\u00f0inu svo a\u00f0 pe\u00f0in \u00feeyttust um allt og settist \u00e1 h\u00e6kjur s\u00e9r me\u00f0 h\u00f6fu\u00f0i\u00f0 ni\u00f0ri \u00e1 milli tveggja hvassra olnboga. Angelica pikka\u00f0i \u00ed handlegginn \u00e1 m\u00e9r og sag\u00f0i: \u201eGetur\u00f0u?\u201c H\u00fan h\u00e9lt uppi l\u00edmbandinu \u00fear sem \u00f3m\u00f6gulegt var a\u00f0 greina endann fr\u00e1 \u00f6llum l\u00f6gunum.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Systir hennar gaf fr\u00e1 s\u00e9r stutt, h\u00e1s v\u00e6l \u00e1 me\u00f0an \u00e9g fann kl\u00edstra\u00f0an endann \u00e1 l\u00edmbandinu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Angelica, af hverju leikur\u00f0u ekki \u00fe\u00ednu pe\u00f0i? Viltu hj\u00e1lpa systur \u00feinni a\u00f0 vinna?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sj\u00f3nvarp, arinn, j\u00f3latr\u00e9, of margir kassar, mynd \u00e1 veggnum me\u00f0 M\u00f3nu L\u00edsu-brosi. Hva\u00f0 var \u00ed \u00feessu augnar\u00e1\u00f0i hennar? Skemmtun? Nei, ekki \u00fea\u00f0. H\u00fan virtist horfa \u00e1 \u00feetta allt me\u00f0 h\u00e6\u00f0nislegri k\u00edmni.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Angelica r\u00e9tti m\u00e9r eitthva\u00f0 og \u00e9g leit \u00e1 \u00fea\u00f0 sem \u00e9g h\u00e9lt \u00e1. Enn einn hn\u00f6ttur \u00far sv\u00f6rtum og gylltum papp\u00edr. \u00c9g lag\u00f0i hann \u00e1 bor\u00f0i\u00f0 vi\u00f0 hli\u00f0ina \u00e1 m\u00e9r, hj\u00e1 hinum tveimur. Seinna setti \u00e9g hann \u00ed rusli\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Um kv\u00f6ldi\u00f0 dr\u00f3 hann mig a\u00f0 s\u00e9r og sag\u00f0i: Gerum \u00feetta, amore mio!<\/em> Kaupum \u00feetta hr\u00e6\u00f0ilega h\u00fas; \u00fe\u00fa elskar \u00fea\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vi\u00f0 eigum ekki n\u00f3ga peninga, er \u00fea\u00f0? sag\u00f0i \u00e9g.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vi\u00f0 finnum \u00fat \u00far \u00fev\u00ed, hl\u00f3 hann.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c9g gef \u00fe\u00e9r allt sem \u00e9g \u00e1, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g, og hann lag\u00f0i enni\u00f0 \u00e1 \u00f6xlina \u00e1 m\u00e9r, hl\u00fdtt vi\u00f0 h\u00fa\u00f0ina. \u00c9g greip um l\u00edkama hans me\u00f0 b\u00e1\u00f0um hnj\u00e1num. Vi\u00f0 vorum a\u00f0 elskast og \u00ed nautninni sem hann veitti m\u00e9r fannst m\u00e9r \u00e9g heppin og sterk og frj\u00e1ls, eitthva\u00f0 sem \u00e9g haf\u00f0i aldrei fundi\u00f0 \u00e1\u00f0ur og hef ekki \u00feekkt s\u00ed\u00f0an.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c9g elska \u00feig svo miki\u00f0, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00d3, sag\u00f0i hann. \u00c9g vil ekki deyja n\u00fana \u00feegar \u00e9g hef fundi\u00f0 \u00feig! B\u00faum saman! Og vi\u00f0 svifum burt \u00e1 v\u00e6ngjum \u00feessarar afar skynsamlegu \u00e1\u00e6tlunar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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\u00cdslensk \u00fe\u00fd\u00f0ing: Ingunn Sn\u00e6dal<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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