He can see in the corner of his eye how she’s peering at him.
As if she’s trying to figure out what sort of hand he has from the other side of a casino table. It makes him uneasy.
“I’m afraid I can’t,” she says after that. “The girls are... allergic,” she adds.
Ove hears a little pause before she says “allergic.” He scrutinizes her suspiciously in the reflection in the window, but does not answer.
Instead he turns to the overweight young man. “So you’ll have to take care of it,” he says.
Jimmy, who’s not only sweating buckets now but also turning blotchy and red in his face, looks down benevolently at the cat.
It’s slowly started moving its stump of a tail and burrowing its dripping nose deeper into Jimmy’s generous folds of upper-arm fat.
“Don’t think it’s such a cool idea me taking care of the puss, sorry, man,” says Jimmy and shrugs tremulously,
so that the cat makes a circus tumble and ends up upside down. He holds out his arms.
His skin is red, as if he’s on fire. “I’m a bit allergic as well...”
Parvaneh gives off a little scream, runs up to him, and takes the cat away from him, quickly enfolding it in the blanket again.
“We have to get Jimmy to a hospital!” she yells. “I’m barred from the hospital,” Ove replies, without thinking.
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