The phone rang, in the middle of the office noise Bahram managed to pick it up. It was Magnhild, his girlfriend, telling him something about spending the weekend in the mountains. He dismissed her quickly both because he was busy and because he could barely hear her, and spent the rest of the day worrying about other things. They had been dating for more than three years, and they were already living together, but of late, Bahram wondered why was he still with her, whether he loved her. The answer of course was no, not anymore. He had been wondering how to tell Magnhild, and was scared of what would be her reaction as she was extremely possessive. While driving back home he thought he would let the weekend pass, and then tell her he didn't think they should be together anymore.
Magnhild had everything arranged, the place, the meals, the excursions they would go to. She was like that, she always did things without asking him, thinking that she knew what was better for the two of them. Bahram hated it, but he decided to put up with it as it was the last time it would happen. They were going to a house Magnhild's parents had bought some time ago, but hardly used, up in the mountains. It was early fall so it would be beautiful, but still there was hardly anyone up there, the closest town being about ten miles away. Bahram was silent during the long ride up there, while Magnhild, in her excitement, chatted without control. It was late at night when they arrived, and they went straight to sleep. The next morning Bahram woke up to the smell of toast and coffee, Magnhild had woken up a couple of hours before, gone into town, and prepared breakfast, she was radiant with energy. They had breakfast by a huge window overlooking the valley. She commented on how nice would it be to bring their kids up there during the summers, and Bahram simply bit his tongue. During the rest of the day Magnhild kept making comments about how could they keep using that house as they grew old, and Bahram was feeling more and more angry. He tried to keep calm, but in the end, during dinner, he lost it and exploded.
-We are not going to come here when we retire because I can't stand you anymore.
-What do you mean?
-I'm breaking up with you. I'll be moving out as soon as we go back home.
Magnhild stood up, coldly, and went to the kitchen. She returned with two glasses of whiskey.
-Drink.- she said.- I think we both need it.
As they finished the glasses, she stood again to refill them.
-Let's drink to our future.- she said, raising her glass.
-Magn, I told you, there will be no "our future".
-Yes, there will, but it will be a short one.
-What do you mean?- Bahram was scared, she was even crazier than he thought.
-We will never be leaving this house.
-WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?
-Shhhhh! The angrier you get, the faster you die.- Magnhild replied, laying down in the couch.
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