And that was something. Ove continued avoiding his neighbors. He didn’t want any problems with them.
But unfortunately the problems seemed to have decided to seek out Ove instead. A few weeks after his house repairs were finished,
one of his suited neighbors was burgled. It was the second burglary in the area in a relatively short period.
The suits got together early next morning to deliberate on that young rascal in the condemned house, who must have had something to do with it.
They knew very well “where he’d got the money for all that renovation.”
In the evening someone stuck a note under Ove’s door, on which was written: “Clear off if you know what’s good for you!”
The night after that a stone was thrown through his window. Ove picked up the stone and changed the glass in the window.
He never confronted the suits. Saw no purpose in it. But he wasn’t going to move either. Early the next morning he was woken by the smell of smoke.
He was out of his bed in an instant; the first thing that came into his head was that whoever had thrown that stone had apparently not finished yet.
On his way down the stairs he instinctively grabbed a hammer. Not that Ove had ever been a violent man.
But you could never be sure, he decided. He was wearing only his underpants when he stepped onto the front veranda.
All that lugging of construction materials in the last months had turned Ove into an impressively muscular young man without him even noticing.
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