Ove said as much to himself while he stood there in the changing rooms, maybe as much for his own benefit as God’s.
If you really had to take both Mum and Dad, keep your bloody money!he yelled up at the ceiling.
Then he packed up his stuff and left. Whether God or anyone else was listening he never found out.
But when Ove came out of the changing rooms, a man from the managing director’s office was standing there waiting for him. “Ove?” he asked.
Ove nodded.The director would like to express his thanks for doing such a good job over the past fortnight,” the man said, short and to the point.
“Thanks,” said Ove as he started walking away. The man put his hand on Ove’s arm. Ove stopped.
The director was wondering whether you might have an interest in staying and carrying on doing a good job?
Ove stood in silence, looking at the man. Maybe mostly to check if this was some kind of joke. Then he slowly nodded.
When he’d taken a few more steps the man called out behind him: “The director says you are just like your father!”
Ove didn’t turn around. But his back was straighter as he walked off.
And that’s how he ended up in his father’s old boots.
He worked hard, never complained, and was never ill.
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