Rory O Brien

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‘Does it run well?’ he asked. ‘No,’ muttered the old man irascibly and went back to his plate. ‘None of their models run well. None of ’em are built right. Mechanics want half a fortune to fix anything on it,’ he added, as if he was actually explaining it to someone sitting under the table. ‘I can have a look at it if you’ll let me,’ said Ove and looked enthusiastic all of a sudden. It was the first time Sonja could ever remember him actually sounding enthusiastic about anything. The two men looked at each other for a moment. Then Sonja’s father nodded. And Ove nodded curtly back. And then ...more
A Man Called Ove
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