If a non-throat-tattooed man of Ove’s age without any hesitation steps up to a throat-tattooed man
of the age of this Throat Tattoo and presses him up against a car in this manner,
then it’s very likely not the throat-tattooed man one should be most worried about annoying.
Ove’s eyes are black with anger. After a short moment of reflection,
Throat Tattoo seems convinced by the argument that the old man unmistakably means business.
The tip of his nose, almost unnoticeably, moves up and down. Ove nods by way of confirmation and lets him back down on the ground.
Then turns around, walks around the SUV, and gets back into the Saab. Parvaneh stares at him, with her mouth hanging open.
“Now, you listen to me,” says Ove calmly while he carefully closes the door.
You’ve given birth to two children and quite soon you’ll be squeezing out a third.
You’ve come here from a land far away and most likely you fled war and persecution and all sorts of other nonsense.
You’ve learned a new language and got yourself an education and you’re holding together a family of obvious incompetents.
And I’ll be damned if I’ve seen you afraid of a single bloody thing in this world before now.”
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