Árdís - 01.01.1953, Side 49

Árdís - 01.01.1953, Side 49
Ársrit Bandalags lúterskra kvenna 47 handkerchief, when Dr. Midfjord entered the room. “He is too young,” she thought. “What can the young know about growing old?” She watched him seated at his desk, reading her case history. His chin was square, his nose aquiline, his eyes dark brown, topped by heavy straight brows, and his hair was a glossy black, with deep waves. He had the tan of a sailor, or farmer, almost swarthy. He was handsome, if one admired dark men. “I see you have a grown family, and are widowed.” His strong white teeth flashed in a winning smile. “Tell me about your married life.” How could one tell that in a few words? “First after we married things were a bit difficult,” she told him. “We lived in a flat above a store in Neepawa. Later, my husband was transferred to Winnipeg. We built a house, and our four children were raised there. Paul was home loving. As time passed we remodeled the kitchen, and replaced the coal burning furnace by an oil burner. Paul liked working with wood, and had a lathe and all kinds of tools in the basement.” She opened and closed her bag. “We often planned what we would do on his retirement. We prepared things for our growing old. But he didn’t reach retirement age. Now I am alone.” “Yes,” Dr. Midfjord said. “Tell me, did you grow flowers and vegetables?” “My husband liked growing things. We had both.” “So, I suppose you didn’t keep a dog.” “Oh yes, the children were fond of pets. They always had a dog. Also a cat.” A quick smile flashed across her face. “You mightn’t believe it, but we also had canaries.” “Of course I believe you.” Dr. Midfjord doodled on a prescrip- tion pad. “Kids, cats, dogs, and birds,” he mused. “A healthy old fashioned family. All getting on reasonably well, and thriving splendidly.” “Yes,” Grace said in a small voice, “we really did.” “You have worked hard,” he said, “and had heavy responsibility. But now your family is gone, and you have nothing to keep you busy.” “That’s right, doctor.” She drew a deep breath, and released it in a sigh. “Now I feel too tired to do anything.”
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