埃琳娜的箱子

第一班轮渡

The first ferry

星期天早上六点。湖水是灰色的，很安静，水面上有雾。

Sunday, six o’clock in the morning. The lake is grey and quiet, and there is mist on the water.

我帮索菲把黑色的大箱子提到码头。她走在我旁边。我们没有说话。

I carry Sophie’s big black suitcase down to the pier. She walks next to me. We don’t talk.

轮渡已经到了。一个穿蓝衬衫的男人拿过箱子。

The ferry is already there. A man in a blue shirt takes the suitcase.

Sophie: 好了。结束了。两年了，现在是早上六点的轮渡。

Sophie: So. That’s it. Two years, and now a ferry at six in the morning.

“对不起，索菲。”

“I’m sorry, Sophie.”

Sophie: 不用说对不起。我对你说了谎，汤姆。我知道。但作为你的律师，我免费告诉你一件事。

Sophie: Don’t be. I lied to you, Tom. I know that. But let me tell you one thing as your lawyer. For free.

Sophie: 卖不卖房子，你自己定。别让别人帮你做决定。不是马尔科，不是你奶奶，也不是我。

Sophie: Sell it or don’t sell it. But decide. Don’t let other people decide for you. Not Marco, not your grandmother, and not me.

她走上轮渡，没有回头。轮渡慢慢向湖里开去。几分钟后，它变成了雾里的一个小百点。

She walks up onto the ferry. She doesn’t look back. The ferry moves slowly out onto the lake, and after a few minutes it is only a small white point in the mist.

我在木桥上站了很久。然后我回柠檬别墅。大厅里还放着一个箱子。

I stand on the pier for a long time. Then I walk back up to the villa. There is one more suitcase in the hall.