He stood there with his arms crossed on the veranda as the three women went up the hill to
meet him. Mama started with plump words. He argued back from irritated to aggressive words
almost raised hand to hit, then her friend jumps in which he doesn´t know for to ask him to
calm down.
Just words were flying across about history past events and how someone should have
done this and that. Accusations with no reality connection.
Would you like some coffee?
- No thanks we're not staying.
- No, I don't want any.
- No (wish I could say yes but I can not cross them, her eyes says)
He walks inside and comes out again with a strange cigarette holder with liquid in it
and sits down on the sofa outdoors.
- What is that? the young woman wonder pointing at the strange cig.
- Electric cigarett, want some?
- No I don´t smoke (is it not something else he´s smoking? she wonders on)
Now he's relaxed.
- You didn´t have to come here, you could just have made a phone call.
- We needed to see what has been done to this place, I took the lawn mover with in the car, but see
you have cut the grass, wanted to see how you are doing of course. I am taking some laundry from
here. We come back in so and so time when vacation start. Some people work hard all year and
then want to get some spare time at the summer cottage, we´ll have friends as sleepover guests as
well.
- I´ll find some other place to be.
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