Framundan er 40 m\u00edn\u00fatna ganga \u00ed s\u00f3linni og engin sjoppa \u00e1 lei\u00f0inni svo \u00fea\u00f0 er ekki inni \u00ed myndinni a\u00f0 yfirgefa \u00feorpi\u00f0 \u00e1n \u00feess a\u00f0 koma vi\u00f0 hj\u00e1 kaupmanninum og pikka upp einn gr\u00e6nan. Lei\u00f0in er falleg en \u00feessa stundina er ekki h\u00e6gt a\u00f0 segja \u00fea\u00f0 sama um mig. \u00dea\u00f0 kemur svosem ekki a\u00f0 verulegri s\u00f6k \u00fev\u00ed vegurinn er f\u00e1farinn og \u00e9g \u00feekki hvort sem er engan h\u00e9r en dj\u00f6full skal \u00e9g vera sn\u00f6gg a\u00f0 fara \u00ed hl\u00edrakj\u00f3l \u00feegar \u00e9g kem heim. \u00dea\u00f0 h\u00e6fir ekki svona s\u00f3lb\u00f6ku\u00f0um \u00f6xlum a\u00f0 vera faldar undir vinnusloppnum af elliheimilinu.<\/p>\n
Geng eftir mj\u00f3rri grasr\u00f6ndinni me\u00f0fram \u00fer\u00f6ngum sveitavegi. \u00c1 vinstri h\u00f6nd er hveitiakur sem tils\u00fdndar er mj\u00fakur eins og g\u00f3lfteppi. Hveiti\u00f0 n\u00e6r m\u00e9r \u00ed handarkrika og str\u00e1in eru ekki mj\u00fak vi\u00f0komu en \u00fea\u00f0 er grasi\u00f0 undir f\u00f3tum m\u00e9r hinsvegar. Losa h\u00e1ri\u00f0 \u00far taglinu og nudda auman h\u00e1rsv\u00f6r\u00f0inn, bind hettupeysuna um mitti\u00f0 og smeygi m\u00e9r \u00far lj\u00f3tasta f\u00f3tab\u00fana\u00f0i mannkynss\u00f6gunnar; crocs g\u00fam\u00edklossum. Nei, \u00e9g \u00e1 \u00fe\u00e1 ekki og kl\u00e6\u00f0ist ekki sl\u00edkum hro\u00f0a. Hef reyndar alltaf teki\u00f0 \u00fe\u00e6gindi fram yfir \u00fatlit \u00feegar sk\u00f3r eru annarsvegar og geng ekki \u00e1 h\u00e6lum nema 5 m\u00edn\u00fatur \u00ed senn en \u00fea\u00f0 eru takm\u00f6rk fyrir \u00f6llu. \u00deetta er eiginlega slys. \u00dea\u00f0 atvika\u00f0ist \u00feannig a\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 var hreinlega komin t\u00e1f\u00fdla af vinnusk\u00f3num m\u00ednum svo \u00e9g neyddist til a\u00f0 \u00fevo \u00fe\u00e1. J\u00e1 og \u00e9g veit a\u00f0 Alexander finnst konut\u00e1f\u00fdla l\u00edtil og s\u00e6t og eiginlega bara kr\u00fattleg en \u00e9g hef aldrei veri\u00f0 kr\u00fatt og geng \u00fear af lei\u00f0andi ekki \u00ed sk\u00f3m sem anga af kr\u00fattlegri t\u00e1f\u00fdlu. Svo \u00e9g semsagt \u00fevo\u00f0i \u00fe\u00e1. \u00deeir voru enn\u00fe\u00e1 votir \u00feegar \u00e9g \u00e1tti a\u00f0 m\u00e6ta \u00e1 vaktina og frekar en a\u00f0 ba\u00f0a li\u00f0i\u00f0 \u00e1 sparisk\u00f3num, hert\u00f3k \u00e9g \u00feessa skelfilegu frau\u00f0plastklossa sem J\u00fal\u00edus litli fr\u00e6ndi minn er vaxinn upp \u00far. Allt er leyfilegt \u00ed ney\u00f0.<\/p>\n
Geng \u00ed grasinu, svona l\u00edka uppstr\u00edlu\u00f0 me\u00f0 t\u00fabba \u00ed annarri, kroggana \u00ed hinni, \u00feegar gamall en greinilega ofdekra\u00f0ur citroen braggi, svartur og kr\u00f3ma\u00f0ur me\u00f0 bl\u00e6juna ni\u00f0ri, h\u00e6gir \u00e1 s\u00e9r og stoppar r\u00e9tt fyrir framan mig. B\u00edlstj\u00f3rinn sn\u00fdr s\u00e9r vi\u00f0 og kallar eitthva\u00f0, fremur gremjulega, Doors \u00e1 fullu blasti og \u00e9g heyri ekki hva\u00f0 ma\u00f0urinn er a\u00f0 hr\u00f3pa. Hann skr\u00fafar ni\u00f0ur \u00ed t\u00f3nlistinni og st\u00edgur \u00fat \u00far b\u00edlnum.
\n-Vertu \u00ed sk\u00f3num, orgar hann og allt \u00ed einu stend \u00e9g \u00fearna fyrir framan hann me\u00f0 \u00feessa hr\u00e6\u00f0ilegu sk\u00f3 \u00e1 f\u00f3tunum og velti \u00fev\u00ed fyrir m\u00e9r hvers vegna \u00ed fjandanum \u00e9g hafi hl\u00fdtt \u00f3kunnugum manni \u00e1n \u00feess a\u00f0 vita \u00e1st\u00e6\u00f0una.<\/p>\n
-Hversvegna \u00e6tti \u00e9g a\u00f0 vera \u00ed sk\u00f3m? spyr \u00e9g. \u00c9g n\u00e6 ekki nema \u00f6\u00f0ru hverju or\u00f0i \u00ed svarinu enda manninum miki\u00f0 ni\u00f0ri fyrir en \u00fea\u00f0 er allavega eitthva\u00f0 um brenninetlur.
\n-Og \u00fea\u00f0 er ekki gott a\u00f0 vera s\u00e1rf\u00e6ttur \u00ed vinnu \u00e1 elliheimili segir hann.
\n-Takk fyrir umhyggjuna en \u00e9g s\u00e9 engar brenninetlur h\u00e9r, segi \u00e9g heldur sn\u00fa\u00f0uglega.
\nHann bendir \u00e1 hv\u00edtt bl\u00f3m r\u00e9tt hj\u00e1 en \u00fea\u00f0 er ekki eins og netlurnar \u00e1 Hullul\u00f3\u00f0.
\n-\u00c1 \u00feetta a\u00f0 vera netla? spyr \u00e9g tortryggin.
\n-\u00dea\u00f0 eru til margar tegundir af netlu en ef \u00fe\u00fa endilega vilt \u00fe\u00e1 er \u00fe\u00e9r au\u00f0vita\u00f0 velkomi\u00f0 a\u00f0 mei\u00f0a \u00feig \u00e1 \u00feeim, segir hann, ekkert minna sn\u00fa\u00f0ugur en \u00e9g.
\n-Takk fyrir a\u00f0 vara mig vi\u00f0, \u00e9g \u00feekki \u00feetta greinilega ekki n\u00f3gu vel svara \u00e9g og skr\u00fafa ni\u00f0ur \u00ed fre\u00f0\u00fdsunni.<\/p>\n
Svo tekur vi\u00f0 vandr\u00e6\u00f0aleg \u00fe\u00f6gn. Og \u00fearna stendur hann \u00ed vegkantinum, l\u00f6\u00f0randi af kyn\u00feokka, grannvaxinn, st\u00e6ltur \u00ed snj\u00e1\u00f0um stuttbuxum og fremur druslulegum stuttermabol, me\u00f0 gylltan d\u00fan \u00e1 br\u00fanum f\u00f3tleggjum og \u00feykkt, lj\u00f3st h\u00e1r sem ekki er menga\u00f0 af geli e\u00f0a \u00f6\u00f0rum snyrtiv\u00f6rum fyrir p\u00edkusa og konur. \u00dea\u00f0 er d\u00e1l\u00edti\u00f0 \u00f3samr\u00e6mi milli hans og \u00feessa st\u00edfb\u00f3na\u00f0a b\u00edls. Hann er \u00e1 \u00f3r\u00e6\u00f0um aldri, \u00e9g myndi tr\u00faa hverju sem er \u00e1 bilinu 26-43ja \u00e1ra. Tekur af s\u00e9r s\u00f3lgleraugun og horfir \u00e1 mig svona karamelluaugum sem lo\u00f0a vi\u00f0 mann lengi og m\u00e9r finnst eins og \u00e9g hafi s\u00e9\u00f0 hann \u00e1\u00f0ur. Sem getur ekki sta\u00f0ist \u00fev\u00ed \u00e9g hef hreinlega enga umgengist h\u00e9r og einu karlmennirnir sem \u00e9g hef s\u00e9\u00f0 \u00e1 vinnusta\u00f0num eru 85 \u00e1ra e\u00f0a eldri. Nema h\u00fasv\u00f6r\u00f0urinn og glugga\u00fevottastr\u00e1karnir en \u00feetta er ekki einn \u00feeirra. Hann l\u00edkist sennilega einhverjum leikara enda ekki s\u00e9ns \u00ed helv\u00edti a\u00f0 \u00e9g hef\u00f0i geta\u00f0 s\u00e9\u00f0 svona fallegan karlmann \u00e1n \u00feess a\u00f0 taka eftir honum.<\/p>\n
-\u00c9g er \u00e1 lei\u00f0 til S\u00f8nderborg, \u00e6tlar \u00fe\u00fa langt? spyr hann.
\n-\u00dea\u00f0 er svona 20 m\u00edn\u00fatna gangur, bein lei\u00f0, svo ef \u00fe\u00fa ert a\u00f0 bj\u00f3\u00f0a m\u00e9r far \u00fe\u00e1 \u00feigg \u00e9g \u00fea\u00f0, segi \u00e9g.
\nEkki svo a\u00f0 skilja a\u00f0 m\u00e9r s\u00e9 nein vorkunn a\u00f0 ganga \u00ed \u00feessu ve\u00f0ri og \u00e9g get ekki sagt a\u00f0 mig langi a\u00f0 setjast upp \u00ed klikka\u00f0an b\u00edl hj\u00e1 flottum manni (e\u00f0a \u00f6fugt) \u00f3m\u00e1lu\u00f0 og \u00fafin, \u00ed elliheimilissloppnum, joggingbuxum me\u00f0 peysu bundna um mitti\u00f0 eins og t\u00faristi \u00e1 Vesturlandsveginum, \u00ed \u00e6pandi, rau\u00f0um frau\u00f0plastklossum sem aukinheldur eru n\u00fameri of st\u00f3rir, me\u00f0 h\u00e1lfdrukkna bj\u00f3rfl\u00f6sku \u00ed h\u00f6nd og uppv\u00eds a\u00f0 \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 \u00feekkja ekki einu sinni algengustu jurtir sem vaxa \u00ed vegkantinum \u00e1 lei\u00f0inni heim. En let’s face it, ef \u00e9g hef\u00f0i \u00ed alv\u00f6runni einhvern klassa \u00fe\u00e1 v\u00e6ri \u00e9g ekki svona \u00fatgangs og \u00fea\u00f0 v\u00e6ri bara einum of hall\u00e6risleg afneitun a\u00f0 skammast m\u00edn n\u00f3gu miki\u00f0 til a\u00f0 af\u00feakka fari\u00f0.<\/p>\n
\u00dea\u00f0 eru \u00f6ryggisbelti \u00ed b\u00edlnum. N\u00fat\u00edmabelti sem h\u00e6gt er a\u00f0 hreyfa sig \u00ed en smellurnar \u00e1 \u00feeim eru st\u00f3rir klossar sem l\u00edta \u00fat fyrir a\u00f0 vera fr\u00e1 1970. Einnig gamaldags\u00fatvarp me\u00f0 risast\u00f3rum t\u00f6kkum sem standa langt \u00fat en ekki a\u00f0 sj\u00e1 a\u00f0 s\u00e9 kveikt \u00e1 \u00fev\u00ed og hlj\u00f3mg\u00e6\u00f0in segja m\u00e9r a\u00f0 n\u00fat\u00edmalegri gr\u00e6jur s\u00e9u einhvernveginn sta\u00f0settar \u00ed b\u00edlnum \u00fe\u00f3tt \u00e9g sj\u00e1i \u00fe\u00e6r ekki. Mig langar a\u00f0 spyrja en \u00fear sem \u00e9g er ekki b\u00edlkynhneig\u00f0, hva\u00f0 \u00fe\u00e1 haldin t\u00e6kja\u00e1huga og hann f\u00e6r \u00f6rugglega sl\u00edkar spurningar og a\u00f0d\u00e1unar\u00ferungnar athugasemdir um tryllit\u00e6ki\u00f0 daglega, \u00e1kve\u00f0 \u00e9g a\u00f0 nefna b\u00edlinn ekki, ekki fremur en hann v\u00e6ri rosalega venjuleg Toyota, heldur spyr hvort hann b\u00fai \u00ed S\u00f8nderborg. Nei hann b\u00fdr n\u00fa reyndar ekki \u00fear heldur \u00ed \u00feorpi r\u00e9tt hj\u00e1.<\/p>\n
Bl\u00e6jan ni\u00f0ri og hann h\u00e6kkar \u00ed ‘Hello, I love you, won’t you tell me your name’. Hann meinar samt ekkert me\u00f0 \u00fev\u00ed enda veit hann hva\u00f0 \u00e9g heiti. \u00c9g er nefnilega enn me\u00f0 nafnspjaldi\u00f0 \u00far vinnunni hangandi framan \u00e1 elliheimilissloppnum. \u00dea\u00f0 hef\u00f0i n\u00fa kannski s\u00fdnt einhvern vott af klassa a\u00f0 fjarl\u00e6gja \u00fea\u00f0 \u00e1\u00f0ur en \u00e9g f\u00f3r \u00fat en \u00e9g er v\u00edst algerlega b\u00fain a\u00f0 glata \u00f6llu sem heitir smekkv\u00edsi. Hann trommar \u00e1 st\u00fdri\u00f0 og spyr hvort eitthva\u00f0 s\u00e9 a\u00f0 fr\u00e9tta af gamla manninum. Gamla manninum? Allt \u00ed einu \u00e1tta \u00e9g mig \u00e1 \u00fev\u00ed hvar \u00e9g hef s\u00e9\u00f0 hann. \u00dea\u00f0 haf\u00f0i komi\u00f0 \u00ed minn hlut a\u00f0 sitja hj\u00e1 \u00feeim gamla \u00e1 me\u00f0an vi\u00f0 bi\u00f0um eftir sj\u00fakrab\u00edlnum. \u00deeir komu inn, \u00fer\u00edr saman og settu hann upp \u00e1 b\u00f6rurnar og \u00fea\u00f0 leit \u00fat fyrir a\u00f0 vera l\u00e9tt verk \u00fe\u00f3tt hann s\u00e9 \u00feungur. J\u00fa \u00e9g haf\u00f0i s\u00e9\u00f0 hann. En samt ekki teki\u00f0 eftir honum. \u00cd alv\u00f6ru tala\u00f0, tveim d\u00f6gum fyrr haf\u00f0i gullfallegur karlma\u00f0ur sta\u00f0i\u00f0 r\u00e9tt vi\u00f0 hli\u00f0ina \u00e1 m\u00e9r og \u00e9g haf\u00f0i ekki teki\u00f0 eftir \u00fev\u00ed. Au\u00f0vita\u00f0 var \u00e9g me\u00f0 hugann hj\u00e1 sj\u00faklingnum m\u00ednum -en samt!<\/p>\n
\u00c9g segi honum a\u00f0 karlinn s\u00e9 greinilega \u00f3drepandi og l\u00edkur \u00e1 a\u00f0 hann komi heim \u00e1 morgun. \u00c9g l\u00e6t ekki bera \u00e1 \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 \u00e9g hafi ekki komi\u00f0 honum fyrir mig og spyr hann ekki a\u00f0 nafni. \u00dea\u00f0 er bara ekki h\u00e6gt a\u00f0 gera \u00fea\u00f0 undir \u00feessu lagi. Enda hlj\u00f3mar ‘davs, jeg elsker dig’ bara hreint ekki t\u00f6ff. Bara ekki. \u00dea\u00f0 skiptir svosem heldur engu m\u00e1li \u00fev\u00ed \u00e9g \u00e1 \u00f6rugglega aldrei eftir a\u00f0 hitta hann aftur en \u00e9g g\u00e6ti vel hugsa\u00f0 m\u00e9r a\u00f0 nota \u00feetta andlit \u00ed runkfantas\u00edu og fjandinn hafi \u00fea\u00f0 a\u00f0 \u00e9g geti nota\u00f0 nafn \u00e1 bor\u00f0 vi\u00f0 Hans e\u00f0a Jens e\u00f0a hva\u00f0 Danir n\u00fa annars heita. \u00c9g spyr ekki. Hann g\u00e6ti jafnvel heita\u00f0 Rasmus. E\u00f0a Knud. \u00c1kve\u00f0 a\u00f0 kalla hann bara Jakob e\u00f0a eitthva\u00f0 anna\u00f0 al\u00fej\u00f3\u00f0legt. En hann tekur sj\u00e1lfur af skari\u00f0, l\u00edkt og hann langi a\u00f0 kynna sig.
\n-Svo \u00fe\u00fa heitir Eva, segir hann, sem hann veit \u00fe\u00f3 vel og \u00e9g er svosem ekki \u00ed a\u00f0st\u00f6\u00f0u til a\u00f0 neita \u00fev\u00ed.
\n-Nafni\u00f0 mitt er svo asnalegt a\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 er ekki h\u00e6gt a\u00f0 bera \u00fea\u00f0 fram en vinir m\u00ednir kalla mig Nixen, segir hann.
\n-N\u00fa? ertu svona neikv\u00e6\u00f0ur?
\n-Nei, \u00e9g bara \u00feoli ekki reglur reglnanna vegna.
\n-\u00dea\u00f0 geri \u00e9g ekki heldur. Nixen.
\n-Ertu fr\u00e1 Hollandi? spyr hann og \u00fea\u00f0 hlaut svosem a\u00f0 vera a\u00f0 hann vildi f\u00e1 upprunann \u00e1 hreint. Mig langar ekki baun a\u00f0 svara spurningum um efnahags\u00e1standi\u00f0 \u00e1 \u00cdslandi. H\u00e9r um sl\u00f3\u00f0ir eru flestir g\u00f3\u00f0ir \u00ed \u00fe\u00fdsku svo Holland kemur ekki til greina. M\u00e9r dettur \u00ed hug a\u00f0 lj\u00faga \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 \u00e9g s\u00e9 Finni en \u00e9g \u00feekki ekkert Finnlands og kann ekki or\u00f0 \u00ed finnsku og \u00fea\u00f0 yr\u00f0i fremur ney\u00f0arlegt a\u00f0 geta ekki svara\u00f0 ef hann tekur upp \u00e1 a\u00f0 tala finnsku vi\u00f0 mig e\u00f0a hefur dvali\u00f0 langt\u00edmum \u00ed Helsinki.
\n-\u00c9g er fr\u00e1 Kr\u00edslandi. Landi svika og kreppu, segi \u00e9g um lei\u00f0 og hann ekur inn \u00e1 plani\u00f0 vi\u00f0 Hullub\u00e6.
\n-N\u00fa j\u00e6ja svo \u00fe\u00fa ert Kr\u00edsi, svarar hann \u00e1 klingjandi kr\u00edslensku og vottar ekki fyrir hreim. \u00de\u00e1 getur\u00f0u n\u00fa l\u00edklega bori\u00f0 nafni\u00f0 mitt r\u00e9tt fram.<\/p>\n
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Framundan er 40 m\u00edn\u00fatna ganga \u00ed s\u00f3linni og engin sjoppa \u00e1 lei\u00f0inni svo \u00fea\u00f0 er ekki inni \u00ed myndinni a\u00f0 yfirgefa \u00feorpi\u00f0 \u00e1n \u00feess a\u00f0 koma vi\u00f0 hj\u00e1 kaupmanninum og pikka upp einn gr\u00e6nan. Lei\u00f0in er falleg en \u00feessa stundina … Halda \u00e1fram a\u00f0 lesa