And then Anders told him. And even Ove had to admit that it sounded almost more than decently opportune.
Where are you keeping that blond bimbo—he started saying once Anders had finished,
but he stopped himself when Parvaneh kicked his leg. “Your girlfriend,” he corrected himself.
“Oh. We split up. She moved out,” said Anders and looked at his shoes.
Whereupon he had to explain that apparently she’d become a bit upset about Ove feuding so much with her and the dog.
But her annoyance had been small beer compared to her agitation when Anders found out that Ove called her dog “Mutt”
and had not quite been able to stop himself smiling about it.
And so it came to pass that when the chain-smoking man in the white shirt turned up on their road that afternoon
accompanied by a police officer to demand that Ove release the white Škoda from its captivity,
both the trailer and the white Škoda were already gone.
Ove stood outside his house with his hands calmly tucked into his pockets,
while his adversary finally lost his composure altogether and started roaring expletives at him.
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