摘要
作品赏析59岁的欧维是老派人，即使自杀也井井有条。早上六点差一刻，他像往常一样准时起床，煮上两人份的咖啡，出门去小区巡逻一圈，然后回来注销了电话号码，退订了杂志，修好洗手间的水龙头，给房门换上新把手，给厨房台面上油。下午四点整，他站在生活了近40年的房子客厅里，准备自杀。
Excerpts Ove twists uncomfortably in the passenger seat. She punches the steering wheel several times, mumbles something about how all she wants is to ＂drink some bloody lemonade,＂ flops her arms over the top of the steering wheel, buries her face in her sleeves, and starts crying again.
