苏菲的秘密

星期五

Friday

星期五。卖房子的日子。

Friday. The day of the sale.

九点的时候，苏菲准备好了。白色的外套，红色的口红，手臂下夹着蓝色的文件夹。她在门厅看着诺娜的旧镜子里的自己。

At nine o’clock, Sophie is ready. White blazer, red lipstick, the blue folder under her arm. She looks at herself in Nonna’s old mirror in the hall.

苏菲： 公证人十一点在等我们。马可也会来。亲爱的，不要迟到了。

Sophie: The notary is waiting at eleven. Marco is coming too. Don’t be late, darling.

“五封信，苏菲。还有五封信。诺娜写过：读完最后一封信前不要卖。”

“Five letters, Sophie. There are still five letters. Nonna wrote: don’t sell before the last one.”

苏菲： 汤姆。那只是一个老太太写的信。这里可是两百五十万欧元。

Sophie: Tom. They are letters from an old woman. This is two and a half million euros.

她合上口红，发出一声轻轻的咔嗒声。

She closes her lipstick with a little click.

我煮了两杯咖啡，然后去找埃莱娜。她坐在诺娜的小办公室的地板上，周围都是纸箱。

I make two coffees and look for Elena. She is in Nonna’s little office, on the floor, between cardboard boxes.

埃莱娜： 我在收拾办公室。给马可的人用。最后的客人星期天离开。

Elena: I’m packing the office. For Marco’s people. The last guests leave on Sunday.

“埃莱娜，我还没有签字。”

“Elena, I haven’t signed yet.”

埃莱娜： 但是你会签的。十一点。

Elena: But you will. At eleven.

她接过咖啡。她不看我。最上面的纸箱上放着一张湖的老照片，正面朝下。

She takes the coffee. She doesn’t look at me. On the top box lies an old photo of the lake, face down.