‘The Tiger’s Wife’ By TÉA OBREHT 1: The Coast The forty days of the soul begin on the morning after death. That first night, before its forty days begin, the soul lies still against sweated-on pillows and watches the living fold the hands and close the eyes, choke the room with smoke and silence to keep the new soul from the doors and the windows and the cracks in the floor so that it does not run out of the house like a river. The living know that, at daybreak, the soul will leave them and make its way to the places of its past — the schools and dormitories of its youth, army barracks and tenements, houses razed to the ground and rebuilt, places that recall love and guilt, difficulties and unbridled happiness, optimism and ecstasy, memories of grace meaningless to anyone else — and sometimes this journey will carry it so far for so long that it will forget to come back. For this reason, …show more content…
She was suspicious, my grandma, of why I wasn’t crying, why I wasn’t hysterical. For the first ten minutes of our conversation, she had probably allowed herself to believe that my calm was the result of my being in a foreign hospital, on assignment, surrounded, perhaps, by colleagues. She would have challenged me a lot sooner if she had known that I was hiding in the border-stop bathroom so that Zóra wouldn’t overhear. Advertisement Continue reading the main story She said, “Haven’t you got anything to say?” “I just don’t know, Bako. Why would he lie about coming to see me?” “You haven’t asked if it was an accident,” she said. “Why haven’t you asked that? Why haven’t you asked how he died?” “I didn’t even know he had left home,” I said. “I didn’t know any of this was going on.” “You’re not crying,” she said. “Neither are you.” “Your mother is heartbroken,” she said to me. “He must have known. They said he was very ill — so he must have known, he must have told someone. Was it