We sat there peacefully with our laptops, Terje and I. The Dirty Sunday was coming to an end, soon time to go to bed.
"Mamma. Pappa. Come over and dance the sun dance with me......."
"Oh, Marta, please, I am tired, let me be......"
"Mamma, come on. It is so much fun and we need to dance to help the sun come back to us. The days are too dark righ now."
"Look at me. This is so much fun......."
Finally I looked up from my laptop. She was right, it did look like fun. really.
And I do miss the sun, the light days.....
"Come on Terje, we need your help in this as well"
"Oh come on, you can do better......."