Life for me is the same as it was five years ago, ten, even; I have a slightly larger apartment, a slightly better salary, slightly more projects to juggle at work, slightly duller skin, a few more grey hairs that I pay my hairdresser two thousand kroner every three months to make disappear. I sleep alone and I wake up alone and I’m alone when I go to work and alone when I get back home, I won’t moan about it, you don’t want to become one of those people who moans on and on about things. But being alone is a circle that only ever expands, and if a boyfriend doesn’t turn up, if no one turns up with whom I can use the eggs in the bank, there might be five or ten or twenty or thirty years ahead of me just like this, all the same from here on in.
Grown Ups is translated by Rosie Hedger from Marie Grønborg Aubert's 2019 Norwegian original Voksne Mennesker.
The story opens with our narrator Ida on a bus travelling to the family's summer house, glowering at an annoying child behind her, while she reflects on her visit immediately beforehand to a fertility clinic in Sweden:
The summer holidays were just around the corner, it was lovely and warm in Gothenburg and I’d reserved a table somewhere to savour a nice lunch with some expensive white wine, to toast the fact I’d be spending my savings on having my eggs removed and banked, on opening an egg account.
Ida, an architect, recently turned forty, she is single, and went to the clinic to investigate having her eggs frozen to start a family in future. At the family house: We’re celebrating Mum’s sixty-fifth birthday tomorrow evening, Marthe and Kristoffer and Olea and me and Mum and Stein, we’re all going to eat prawns and drink wine. Mum said it could double up as a celebration for my fortieth too, I told her that wasn’t necessary, it’s three months too late for it anyway.
Stein is Ida's mother's new partner (Ida's father left for another woman) when Ida was 13, Marthe her younger sister, Kristoffer is Marthe's partner and Olea is Kristoffer's daughter, aged 6, from a previous relationship. Marthe, who suffers from Crohn's disease, has been trying to get pregnant for some years, suffering a series of early miscarriages, but on arrival tells the family that she is now 15 weeks pregnant, to Ida's shock rather than her pleasure:
I hadn’t believed it, not really. My friends have all overtaken me, each and every one of them, but now Marthe too, somewhere inside I had always believed that nothing would come of it, that things wouldn’t ever change, that Marthe would always be there in need of consolation, that she wouldn’t ever overtake me. She can’t overtake me.
Ida sees herself as the "good daughter" and Marthe as lazy, needy, less pretty, and also a poor step-mother to Olea. But the reader may well see things differently, and Ida's main trait, as Stein observes, appears to be her desire to interfere in others' lives, particularly Marthe's.
A short, intense and well-observed character study of dysfunctional relationships. 3.5 stars
Thanks to the publisher via Netgalley for the ARC.