And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer

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There’s a hospital room at the end of a life where someone, right in the middle of the floor, has pitched a green tent. A person wakes up inside it, breathless and afraid, not knowing where he is. A young man sitting next to him whispers:

“Don’t be scared.”

-Fredrik Backman, And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer: A Novella

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