Then he got out a table knife from the kitchen drawer.
Even though Sonja got mad every time he used a table knife to open an envelope rather than fetching the letter opener.
Dear Ove, I hope you’ll excuse me contacting you like this.
Lena at the newspaper has let me know that you don’t want to make a big thing out of this but she was kind enough to give me your address.
Because for me it was a big thing, and I don’t want to be the sort of person who does not say that to you, Ove.
I respect that you don’t want to let me thank you personally,
but at least I want to introduce you to some people who will always be grateful to you for your courage and selflessness.
People like you are not made anymore. Thanks is too small a word.
It was signed by the man in the gray suit and black overcoat, the one Ove hoisted off the track after he passed out.
Lena had told Ove that the swooning fit had been caused by some sort of complicated brain disease.
If they hadn’t discovered it and started treating it when they did, it would have claimed his life within a few years.
“So in a way you saved his life twice over,” she’d exclaimed in that excitable tone of voice
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