“What size are you after?” asks Ove. The Lanky One looks at him as people do when they lack the self-possession to say what they are thinking.
“The... usual size?” Ove looks at him for a long, long time.
“What are you using these things for?” he says at last.
To fix an IKEA wardrobe we took apart when we moved. And then I forgot where I put the Eileen key,” he explains, apparently without a trace of shame.
Ove looks at the ladder. “And this wardrobe’s on the roof, is it?”
The Lanky One sniggers and shakes his head. “Oh, right, see what you mean!”
“No, I need the ladder because the upstairs window is jammed. Won’t open.”
He adds the last part as if Ove would not otherwise be able to understand the implications of that word, “jammed.”
“So now you’re going to try to open it from the outside?” Ove wonders.
The Lanky One nods and clumsily takes the ladder from him.
Ove looks as if he’s about to say something else, but he seems to change his mind.
He turns to Parvaneh. “And why exactly are you here?”
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