“Thanks for the space,” the Pregnant Foreign Woman called after him. Ove could hear laughter in her voice. He didn’t like it.
He just muttered a quick “Fine, fine,” without turning and marched through the revolving doors into the shopping center.
He turned left down the first corridor and looked around several times, as if afraid that the family from next door would follow him.
But they turned right and disappeared. Ove stopped suspiciously outside the supermarket and eyed the poster advertising the week’s special offers.
Not that Ove was intending to buy any ham in this particular shop. But it was always worth keeping an eye on the prices.
If there’s one thing in this world that Ove dislikes, it’s when someone tries to trick him.
Ove’s wife sometimes jokes that the three worst words Ove knows in this life are “Batteries not included.”
People usually laugh when she says that. But Ove does not usually laugh. He moved on from the supermarket and stepped into the florist’s.
And there it didn’t take long for a “rumble” to start up, as Ove’s wife would have described it.
Or a “discussion,” as Ove always insisted on calling it.
Ove put down a coupon on the counter on which it said: “2 plants for 50 kronor.”
Given that Ove only wanted one plant, he explained to the shop assistant,
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