Review: The Ferryman and His Wife

The Ferryman and His Wife by Frode Grytten
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I received this book for free, this does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review 

At a quarter past five in the morning Nils Vik opened his eyes, and the last day of his life began. 

Prepare to sob, really, that's all you need to know. I mean, if this doesn't gut punch you with the grief: He simply stared at his eldest daughter. Her clear eyes, her feminine movements, the way she said things, the way she laughed – and all the while, he saw her mother. It was all he had now. To other people it would have been nothing, but for Nils it was almost too much. 

All his passengers – they ooze out of the logbooks, arise from his handwriting, grow out of his memory. They line the fjord, they are with him, they present themselves in the hope of being recognised. See us. Touch us. Speak of us. 

The Ferryman and His Wife was a shorter story of a Norwegian man who knows it's his last day on earth and he becomes a sort of Charon on his fjord as he ferries ghosts from his past and thinks back on his life. 

After Marta, he still flicked off the lamp on the nightstand and said: Goodnight, sweetheart, sleep well. After Marta, he whispered the words from his side of the bed, but from the other there was no longer any reply. 

It's all from Nils' point-of-view with such descriptive setting writing that you'll freeze on the fjords with him at times. Readers learn that he still lives in the home that he grew-up in and he's followed in his father's footsteps as a ferryman for the community since he was fourteen. 

Everyone needs to be seen – there isn’t a single person on this earth who isn’t longing to be discovered. 

His wife has already passed on and he has two grown daughters, are the bare facts we know as he starts his ferry up for the last time. It's all pretty intrapersonal but through his thoughts and feelings you get such a beautiful scope of all the people and moments that make a life. 

He can remember no point in his life when he hasn’t loved her, or when he’s doubted that she truly loved him back. Sometimes, when he turned on the radio at home and heard people harping on about being unhappy in love, all the bitter experiences of their lives, he would walk into whichever room Marta was in and just look at her. What are you staring at, Nils Vik? she might ask him then. I’m staring at you, Marta Haugen Vik. Well, you can bloody well stop it – go on, get away with you, Nils Vik. 

Nils first passenger is his dog that died twenty-five years ago and their communication and love will be your first sob-fest and from there on readers are treated to vignettes about passengers Nils has had over the years. It's a heartfelt look at how his job integrated him into the community and how everyday people can make such a huge difference. 

A cigarette in her hand, and strangely enough it was the cigarette that had shaken Nils the most – not the smoking itself, but that she was sitting there on the edge of the bed with a cigarette, when she usually never smoked. It was as if there were another Marta, one he had no knowledge of, one to whom he had no access. Who was his wife? And who was his best friend?

As he's traveling picking up some ghostly passengers and reminiscing about others, there's always going back to thoughts and feelings about his time with his wife Marta. I loved how his memories showed the highs and lows of a longterm relationship, the way that couples can grow apart and grow together; Nils changing and working a little harder for Marta is subtle but there in a big way. 

How could I ever have prepared myself for you? he whispered. How could I ever have prepared for these days, which became these weeks, which became these months, which became these years, which became this life? 

This, to me, is the best of literary fiction, it set me in a place I could feel and delivered on the emotions that make you run the gamut, crying, smiling, struggling, questioning, and wanting to understand yourself and others more. The grief, love, connection, and with all the mistakes and doing right of a life well lived was beautifully relayed in this story. Read this, get your book clubs to read this, and then come talk to me about it (sob with me about Luna and let's talk tea about that photographer bestfriend).

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