His Grandmother's Song
Amma Guðrún lives two streets down and used to sing him a very old song when he was little, about the one who slept in the crack of the cliff, the one the houses of the east used to sing when bad weather was coming. He learned it whole before he could read. Now he only remembers the first part and hums it in the van without noticing, and hums it terribly. His grandmother knows the whole thing, and she reminds him of it.







