#mybook

Sale la scala a piedi, senza accendere la luce. Gli par di sentire Michela: «Hai tanto insistito per l’ascensore e ora non lo prendi?». Gira la chiave ed entra, lo accoglie la vampa dei termosifoni, s’infila in camera di suo figlio, subito sulla destra, con la porta spalancata perché devono averlo a portata d’orecchio anche mentre dorme. Si lascia cadere ai piedi del letto, il respiro pesante di Loris dà spessore al buio.

He climbs the staircase on foot, without turning on the light. He seems to hear Michela: "You insisted so much on the elevator and now you don't take it?". He turns the key and enters, the heat of the radiators welcomes him, he slips into his son's room, immediately on the right, with the door wide open because they too must have him within earshot while he sleeps. He drops to the foot of the bed, Loris's heavy breathing thickens the darkness.

He climbs the staircase on foot