Last Train to Istanbul by Ayse Kulin EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Novel Title: Last Train to Istanbul
- Author: Ayse Kulin
- Genre: World War II Historical Fiction, Multicultural Romance
- Publish Date: 8 October 2013
- Size: 2 MB
- Format: PDF / EPUB
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Even though, when leaving that morning, Macit had warned
Sabiha that he would be late coming home, his good manners
made him uneasy when he realized it was already past eight
o’clock. He excused himself from the meeting room, went to
his office, and dialed home on the black telephone with its
“We’re having a meeting again this evening. Please don’t
wait for me for dinner,” he said.
“Not again,” said his wife exasperatedly. “For nearly three
weeks, we haven’t been able to have dinner together. Really,
darling, hasn’t anyone there got a wife or children waiting at
“For God’s sake, what are you going on about? The
Bulgarian army is on our doorstep and you are talking about
“How typical of women!” he said, putting the phone
His wife was just like his mother. The running of the
house, the children’s eating and bedtime, the whole family
gathering around for dinner—these things were top priority for
organized housewives. Atatürk’s attempt to turn them into
women of the world was in vain, Macit thought. Obviously,
our women are only good at being mothers or housewives.
And he was even beginning to have second thoughts about
that. Hadn’t Sabiha abandoned her motherly duties and left
their daughter’s upbringing to a nanny?
Deep down, Macit
was certainly beginning to find his wife’s behavior odd.
At first he was angry, thinking maybe her distant attitude
was a silent protest against his endless meetings that lasted
into the early hours. What right did she have to get angry
about his long hours? After all, was he responsible for the
war? Was he to blame for these late nights? What if Turkey
actually found itself fighting in the war? If that were to
happen, which woman in their circle would even catch a
glimpse of her husband’s face?
But Macit knew in his heart Sabiha’s attitude wasn’t due
to selfishness alone. She seemed on the verge of a nervous
breakdown. For some time this young woman who liked going
on picnics, watching horse races when the weather was fine,
and playing cards on rainy days didn’t seem to enjoy anything
anymore. He often found his wife in bed, fast asleep, when he
got home. If, when he got into bed, he put his arms around her,
she would turn away.
On the rare occasion they managed to go
to bed at the same time, she always had an excuse to go to
sleep immediately. It was obvious that she had a problem, but
she had chosen the wrong time to have a nervous breakdown.
How on earth could he find the time to care for her when he
was inundated with work? Even if his meetings finished after
midnight, Macit would still have to be back at the ministry by
seven the next morning.
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