Love is such a big word, Emma said. Almost too big.
Jeppe agrees. Now he does. Now he wishes he had never met her, because then he wouldn’t have to know how it can feel. When it’s for real.
When it’s so big that there is not enough room inside.
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Love is such a big word, Emma said. Almost too big.
Jeppe agrees. Now he does. Now he wishes he had never met her, because then he wouldn’t have to know how it can feel. When it’s for real.
When it’s so big that there is not enough room inside.
Jeppe has it made. Really, it’s all damn good. He can’t forget that. His own apartment downtown. Ten minutes to the beach and two months until school starts. And he is as free as a fart when he and his buddy Juggo go to all the parties that summer. So why does he feel like his soul has been shredded when he sits in his sunky secondhand studio apartment listening to sucky music about unhappy love.
Ingrid Olsson shows, with complete seriousness, but with much warmth and humor, the rise and fall of a relationship.
Age: Young adult