Fiasol never gives up
Kristín Helga Gunnarsdóttir
Fíasól is a ten-year-old fixer. And more than that—she’s the head of her own Rescue Squad. Ingó is special advisor to the squad. He’s two years older than Fíasól, but that doesn’t matter. They’re the best of best friends. Even so, Ingó will sometimes say things like: “You’ll get it one day, Fíasól, when you’re my age.”
Fíasól lives in a little room—The Nook, she calls it—in a house on a street called Green Lane in a town called Grassville. She lives with her mom and dad. She also lives with her sister Bidda, who is a seventeen-year-old mirror connoisseur. Bidda owns thirty-seven mirrors that hang all over her room. The mirrors are long and skinny, short and wide, gilded with gold-leaf and adorned with pearls. There are mirrors fitted with magnifying glasses and mirrors with little lights on them. All day, she inspects herself in her mirrors, applying color and sweeping brushes across her face like the most accomplished of painters. Coach Lolli is often in Bidda’s room, too, but then, she locks the door.
Fíasól also lives with her sister Pippa. Pippa is a thirteen-year-old book junkie. She can read while walking, eating—even biking and swinging. That’s not very safe, though. A lot has changed on Green Lane. But Fíasól always has plenty to do. That hasn’t changed at all.
“I really have way too much to do,” she says. “The Rescue Squad puts a lot of stress on me—it’s an awful lot of work. Which is why I don’t have time to pick up my room. When I don’t have anything left to do, I’ll pick up.”
Bidda says that Lolli isn’t her boyfriend. She says he’s just a friend who is helping with her homework.
“You know, that’s strange,” says Dad. “Peculiar that you need so much help with your homework all of a sudden.”
“They hold hands,” murmurs Pippa, looking up from the book she’s reading with her mouth full during dinner. “I’ve seen them when they’re getting off the bus.”
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