He hears voices from the living room. He can hardly believe his ears.
Considering how they are constantly preventing him from dying, these neighbors of his are certainly not shy
when it comes to driving a man to the brink of madness and suicide. That’s for sure.
When Ove comes back down the stairs with the blanket in his hand,
the overweight young man from next door is standing in the middle of his living room, looking with curiosity at the cat and Parvaneh.
“Hey, man!” he says cheerfully and waves at Ove. He’s only wearing a T-shirt, even though there’s snow outside.
“Okay,” says Ove, silently appalled that you can pop upstairs for a moment only to find when you come back down
that you’ve apparently started a bed-and-breakfast operation.
“I heard someone shouting, just wanted to check that everything was cool here,” says the young man jovially,
shrugging his shoulders so that his back blubber folds the T-shirt into deep wrinkles.
Parvaneh snatches the blanket out of the Ove’s hand and starts wrapping the cat in it.
“You’ll never get him warm like that,” says the young man pleasantly.
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