Page 33 of A Thousand Broken Pieces

I took a picture of the view before me and pressed send. It was only seconds later when a message came back.

RUNE:

I recognize that place.

Then he added:How is it going?

I watched the people milling about below in the square, a large ice rink taking up most of my view. There were already people skating. It was beautiful here. We had only landed in Oslo last night, but I was already in love with the place. I could imagine the Kristiansens living here. At that thought, a wave of sadness crashed over me.

ME:

She would have loved to see this. Your home country. It’s so beautiful.

Poppy often talked of visiting Oslo with Rune … but life had other plans for her before she could.

It took a few minutes for Rune to reply. I wondered if he was busy or whether my words had made him sad.