He shakes his head, wipes his face with the back of his hand, and heads off to the fridge still without looking at her.
Jimmy clucks gratefully when Ove comes out of the kitchen and hands him a sausage sandwich.
Ove parks himself a few yards away and looks a bit grim. “So how is he, then?”
he says with a curt nod at the cat in Jimmy’s arms.
Water is dripping liberally onto the floor now, but the animal is slowly but surely regaining both its shape and color.
“Seems better, no?” Jimmy grins as he wolfs down the sandwich in a single bite. Ove gives him a skeptical look.
Jimmy is perspiring like a bit of pork left on a sauna stove. There’s something mournful in his eyes when he looks back at Ove.
“You know it was... pretty bad with your wife, Ove. I always liked her. She made, like, the best chow in town.”
Ove looks at him, and for the first time all morning he doesn’t look a bit angry. “Yes. She... cooked very well,” he agrees.
He goes over to the window and, with his back to the room, tugs at the latch as if to check it. Pokes the rubber seal.
Parvaneh stands in the kitchen doorway, wrapping her arms around herself and her belly.
“He can stay here until he’s completely defrosted, then you have to take him,” says Ove, shrugging towards the cat.
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