It's hard to write a line because the chapter is cut in two parts and Havu and Arttu are not together. This is one of the chapters I have to finish. But I can publish one of the paragraph:
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Arttu felt that Maria wanted to say something but didn’t know how to express it. He stayed silent some long minutes before to ask if everything was alright. “You know Arttu, I’ve a strange feeling about my husband. He is more and more often absent. He has a stressful job and he spends many hours there. Like many people said: when you marry a policeman, you marry the police station. And it’s true. Especially now. He prefers to do extra hours than to be with us. I’ve the feeling that he is not at ease with us. Like if he was a stranger. But it’s not true! I love him like at the first day. Why is he like that?” she asked. “Maybe he feels guilty to be so often away. It doesn’t mean that he doesn’t love you. Perhaps you should force him to participate a bit more to the family life,” Arttu suggested. “I don’t know. He is like living at the hotel. He sleeps, eats and changes clothes. Nothing else. And when he has a bit of free time he goes to visit Nina or his friend... And when he comes back, he hugs me, says that he loves me, that I’m the best wife and mother in the world but I’ve the feeling that it’s wrong. It’s just because he doesn’t want to admit that he is living...” she said between two tears. The owner of the house hugged her and then gave a tissue.
Today was much better. I wrote 4 pages (one new chapter and I completed 2 others). And I'm still writing
