“Leave your bike here, we’re going inside the church now,” said Geir. “I want to take it with me,” said Njaal. “It’s not allowed, you little terror. No bikes in God’s house.” “No balance bikes, anyway. Pedals would have been different.” “What?” Njaal looked up at me. “Karl Ove’s only joking,” said Geir. “Leave your bike and come here!”
