Then she holds up another flower and adds: “And this one’s from Anita and Rune. They send loads of love.”
The multifarious gathering turns around to go back to the parking area, but Parvaneh stays by the gravestone.
When Ove wants to know why, she just says, “Never you bloody mind!” to him with the sort of smile that makes Ove want to throw things at her.
Nothing hard, perhaps. But something symbolic.
He replies with a snort in the lower octave range, then finds, after a certain amount of inner deliberation,
that a discussion with both of those women at the same time would be redundant from the very start. He starts going back to the Saab.
“Girl talk,” says Parvaneh succinctly when at last she comes back to the parking area and gets into the driver’s seat.
Ove doesn’t know what she means by that, but he decides to leave it alone.
Nasanin’s big sister helps her with her belt, in the backseat.
In the meantime Jimmy, Mirsad, and Patrick have managed to squeeze into Adrian’s new car in front of them. A Toyota.
Hardly an optimal choice of car for any kind of thinking person, Ove had pointed out to him many times while they stood there at the dealership.
But at least it wasn’t French. And Ove managed to get the price reduced by almost eight thousand kronor
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