landscape. The beach was deserted except for a solitary man staring out to sea. Kurt recognised Linus, one of that rowdy group of young people that had spent most of the summer in the village. This was the second summer they’d come to Knäbäckshusen. Mamma wasn’t keen on them. They made too much noise at unsocial hours – they stayed up too late and often didn’t emerge until after midday. His mother couldn’t abide the waste of summer days when, as she was always ready to point out, the winter would be on them soon enough. Mamma
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