THIS STONE ERECTED
BY HIS FRIENDS IN REMEMBRANCE
OF WHAT HE MEANT TO THEM
DURING HIS DAY.
Karin, however, had not come. They had agreed that she
would be here at four o’clock, and now it was nearly half
He blew tobacco from his lips, he was a clumsy smoker, but
it calmed him to have a cigarette between his fingers.
Could the situation be so fucking awful that he had actually
His mind turned to the Dusty Springfield song, “You Don’t
Have to Say You Love me.” He had played it again and again
during the blissful week they had spent together.
Suddenly, it occurred to Eigil that perhaps they had never
even made a date, or that perhaps it existed only in his
mind. He had intended to invite her to eat at the newly
opened restaurant in Nólsoyarstova. The building had been
Napoleon Nolsøe’s childhood home. Later, he had kept his
medical consultation there and when he married Henriette
Løbner in 1874, she had moved in as well.
The perfect setting for a cozy meal!