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1 year, 5 months ago

the ground was shaking beneath her

If she has ever felt anything remotely like it, it was one time in Copenhagen. She had gone there so as not to be at home when her first play was broadcast on the radio, so as not to read the reviews the following day, she had gone to visit a friend of her husband’s in Copenhagen. And because she w…

—p.59 If Only by Vigdis Hjorth
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1 year, 5 months ago

he can sense her strength

He is being honest, she realises, and she can handle his fear of the deep, she can work with it. But in the same letter he writes something else, an issue she has suspected in him, but hoped wasn’t there, something she might not be able to live with. Uptown girl meets underdog, he writes. Uptown gi…

—p.50 by Vigdis Hjorth
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1 year, 5 months ago

you’ve taken everything from me

‘You’ve taken everything from me,’ her husband says to her.


The aftermath, the shame and the fear, it is degrading.

Choose him again, Ida. It’s the only option. Or go.

Say yes to him again and stay with him. Or go.

She doesn’t love him, and now she knows what love is.

So she h…

—p.44 by Vigdis Hjorth
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1 year, 5 months ago

the person who responds to that question with courage

She runs to her own room and she never sees him again, besides, he is married as most of them are. Ida, that’s enough! Ida, you have to stop now! Where is your self-respect, Ida? You have to do something, take action. Who am I, we ask ourselves, if you respond timidly, you will have a different lif…

—p.40 by Vigdis Hjorth
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as if she has no self-respect

He writes in a measured letter to Ida that he doesn’t have to explain himself to her. Yes, I went to a party and no, I didn’t go home alone, he writes so she can really imagine it for herself. Besides, my student is a grown-up, he writes, she is thirty-four years old. It is not what Ida thinks. Ida…

—p.37 by Vigdis Hjorth