Not thinking anything, Signe says
No, Asle says
I’m not thinking anything, he says
I’m just standing here, he says
You’re just standing there, Signe says
Yes, Asle says
What day is it today, Signe says
Tuesday, Asle says
It’s a Tuesday in late November in 1979, he says
The year’s going by fast, Signe says
Unbelievably fast, Asle says
It’s a Tuesday in late November, Signe says
Yes, Asle says
and he steps away from the window and he goes to the hall door
You’re going, Signe says
Yes, Asle says
Where, Signe says
Just out for a while, Asle says
Yes well no one’s stopping you, Signe says
Yes, Asle says
and she sees him go over to the stove, he takes a log and he bends down and he puts the log in the stove and then he stands up and looks at the flames and he stays standing like that for a while and looks at the flames before he goes over to the hall door and she sees his hand on the door handle, as though with a small hesitation, a lingering, and should she say something? or is it he who should say something? but neither of them has anything to say and then he pushes the handle down
There isn’t something you’re, says Signe
No no, says Asle