They sat behind desks made of light-colored wood in various municipal offices
and they apparently had endless amounts of time to instruct Ove in what documents had to be filled in for various purposes,
but no time at all to discuss the measures that were needed for Sonja to get better.
A woman was dispatched to the hospital from one of the municipal authorities, where she bullishly explained
that Sonja could be placed in “a service home for other people in her situation.”
Something about how “the strain of everyday life” quite understandably could be “excessive” for Ove.
She didn’t say it right out, but it was clear as crystal what she was driving at.
She did not believe that Ove could see himself staying with his wife now.
“Under present conditions,” she kept repeating, nodding discreetly at the bedside.
She spoke to Ove as if Sonja were not even in the room. Admittedly Ove opened the door this time, but she was ejected all the same.
The only home we’re going to is our own! Where we LIVE!
Ove roared at her, and in pure frustration and anger he threw one of Sonja’s shoes out of the room.
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