The small children ride the cow.
The fathers look at smartphones.
The mothers are ready to crack.
Minna on the other hand is of good cheer.
Minna wants to have a cup of coffee with her ice cream.
Minna’s advanced far in the line.
Minna’s about to order.
Tove Maës just can’t see Minna.
Tove Maës can only see the celebrity.
The celebrity’s from on TV.
The celebrity will have ice cream with licorice in it.
The celebrity will have espresso.
The celebrity flaunts the fact that he comes here often.
Tove Maës and the celebrity gossip about the locals.
Ghita Nørby limps out after more sherbet.
Ghita and Tove want most to serve the celebrity.
The celebrity can get what he wants.
Minna’s been cut in front of twice now.
Minna raises her hand tentatively.
Minna gets up on tiptoe.
The celebrity laughs loud and long.
Tove Maës laughs loud and long.
The retirees’ hip cement begins to crumble.
The kids will be confirmed soon.
The mothers and fathers have long since divorced.
Minna says, Excuse me!
Minna’s surprised to hear her own voice.
Minna continues, There are lots of folks who’re waiting.
Tove Maës freezes under her bonnet.
Ghita Nørby moves in frames.
Minna blushes with justice on her side.
Minna orders a caffe latte.
Minna orders a tub of beer ice cream.
Tove Maës hobbles over to the coffee machine.
Ghita Nørby shoots the celebrity a glance.
The celebrity walks out into the courtyard.
The retiree behind Minna smiles gratefully.
Minna looks proudly back at the line.
Minna regards the people she’s rescued.
Minna’s proud of her sudden asshole filter.
Minna sticks a feather in her cap.
Small victories count too, she thinks.
A hand pokes up in the middle of the line.
The hand pokes up and waves.
A large gray head pops to the side.
Gunvor’s mouth is a gaping O.
Gunvor calls out Minna’s name loudly in the dairy.
Minna! It’s me! Gunvor Kramer! From the folk high school!
Minna hears her coffee fizz out of the coffee machine.
Tove Maës sends a wicked smile out of the corner of her mouth.
Minna’s asshole filter worked well two seconds ago, but
Minna’s asshole filter has large holes in the mesh.
Gunvor Kramer’s found a corner in the courtyard.
Gunvor Kramer’s pushed Minna deep into the corner.
Gunvor Kramer’s wearing a linen smock.
Gunvor Kramer’s hair is pinned fast with a Viking clasp.
Gunvor’s been thinking a lot about Minna.
Minna’s made a big difference for Gunvor.
Gunvor was only capable of simple compositions.
Gunvor couldn’t get larger works to hang together.
Gunvor mostly preferred music with a chorus.
Gunvor was stuck artistically.
Minna helped her advance.
Gunvor stands in the supermarket, and then it happens.
Gunvor has to run out of the store.
Gunvor has to go over to her car.
Gunvor seats herself behind the wheel.
Gunvor finds her notebook in her purse.
Gunvor writes down the lyrics.
Gunvor hums the melody.
This is just an example, says Gunvor.
Gunvor clears her throat.
Minna’s coffee halts in front of her mouth.
The coffee steams in the morning heat.
The beer ice cream melts.
Gunvor sings a song.
The song’s about love.
Love is vulnerable, sings Gunvor.
Love falls to pieces so easily, she sings.
People are so busy.
No one should forget anybody.
No one should forget anybody.
Gunvor’s eyes are large and shiny.
Gunvor’s finished now.
Gunvor says that it’s the prologue to a cantata.
The cantata’s still missing a lot.
Minna smiles and grasps her beer ice cream.
Minna moves over on the bench.
Minna says, It’s good to know you got something out of the class.
Gunvor scrapes the bottom of her sherbet tub.
Gunvor asks how long Minna’s going to be on Bornholm.
Minna answers vaguely.
Gunvor gets an idea.
Gunvor’s planned a day trip to Dueodde.
It’s hot, Gunvor says, let’s go down and bathe.
Minna says, I’m not big on swimming.
Gunvor points at her sundress and asks, Why the bathing suit?
Minna needn’t reply.
Minna doesn’t owe Gunvor a reply.
Gunvor’s already moved on anyhow.
Gunvor tells her about the sand in Dueodde.
The sand is fine.
The sand gets into every fold of skin.
Gunvor slaps her thighs.
The skinfolds quiver.
Something moves inside the linen smock.
Minna feels powerless, especially in her face.
Minna needs to put up a fight.
Minna’s mouth tries to come up with a lie.
Minna’s mouth doesn’t want to say anything.
Gunvor’s mouth doesn’t want anything but, but now Minna gets lucky:
The backpack rings.
Minna’s backpack is sitting on the bench and ringing.
Gunvor looks at the backpack.
Minna knows quite well who’s hiding in the pack.
Minna opens it up anyway.
People ought to go away when they talk on their cells.
Anything else is rude.
Minna presses the answer button.
Minna gets up carefully from the bench.
Minna leaves the corner with Gunvor.
Minna here.
It’s about time! says Elisabeth.
Elisabeth gets down to business.
Elisabeth’s been saving up.
Minna walks hesitantly through the courtyard.
Minna approaches the cow.
Elisabeth pricks up her ears on the other end.
Elisabeth asks, Who are those kids?
Minna says, I don’t know.
That’s true enough, but not true enough for the sister.
Elisabeth says that it’s hard to be related to Minna.
Elisabeth says that it’s getting harder and harder.
Elisabeth says that Mom and Finn are coming for the weekend.
Mom and Finn can’t stay in Potato Row.
The bench isn’t for sitting on, she says.
Elisabeth says, If Minna went to Aarhus more often.
Elisabeth says that it’d never happen if …
Minna’s rounded the corner of the dairy.
Svaneke Harbor lies before her.
The boats rock in the late-summer breeze.
Gunvor sits in the courtyard.
Minna has her backpack with her.
Minna’s sandals have nonslip soles.
Nothing’s to prevent her.
The path is clear.
Who’s going to stop her?
The sister wants to know where Minna is, and
Minna’s running.
Minna’s running down to the harbor.
Minna’s on her way south, away from Svaneke.
Elisabeth says, Answer me! Where?
Minna says, I’m on my way to Årsdale.
Elisabeth doesn’t know where Årsdale is.
Årsdale’s in North Jutland, Minna says.
Årsdale’s a little place south of Aalborg.