pal, isn’t he? You knucklehead!’ Arvid yells, and now he is pounding Willy, and it looks so awkward, and no one is playing table tennis any more, they’re all on their feet roaring and cheering, and I grab Arvid’s shoulder and haul him off, and in the corridor I can hear the club leaders come running. We have to get out, pronto. I hold his shoulder in a rock-hard grip and hiss in his ear:
‘Calm down for Christ’s sake. We’re leaving.’ The man at the door rounds the corner and blocks the exit. I move in close, wrap my arms round his back, and before anyone can see what I am doing, I lift him and carry him into the next room. There he stands yelling in the middle of the floor.
‘You just wait! I’ll get you for this!’
‘Kiss my arse,’ I say and pull Arvid by the jacket and run down the hall and out through the door. It’s dark outside and suddenly cold, and we carry on up the spiral staircase, round and round, and into the square. There we stop, and I say: ‘What the hell has got into you? Why can’t you tell me what’s going on before you drag me out? And here I was, convinced it was a girl you were after, the way you’d dressed up!’
‘You have to show them who you are, don’t you get it?’ He snatches the beret from his pocket and smacks it on his head. He hasn’t calmed down at all, my friend is standing there shouting into my face.
‘He’s sixty years old, for Christ’s sake, and he doesn’t even admit it to himself. He was a boxer, right, he still believes he’s young, and now he’s been beaten up by a gang of snot-nosed kids. He doesn’t even dare to go to casualty although he needs stitches all over his face. He crawled up the stairs, goddamnit. Do you understand what shape he’s in?’
‘Hell, of course I do, just calm down a bit,’ I say, but I don’t understand what shape Arvid’s father is in, I only know that I am getting angry too. His father’s been beaten up, it’s a disgrace, but why does he have to shout at me? ‘No need to get hysterical. Calm down,’ I say again.
‘Why should I calm down? Tell me why I should calm down!’ He is close to tears, and suddenly he pokes me in the chest. ‘Tell me why I should calm down!’ he shouts.
‘Take that stupid beret off,’ I say. ‘It looks so goddamn pretentious!’ He stands in front of me, his mouth wide open, and I really feel like punching him. But of course I can’t, and I don’t know where to put my hands, but I will hit him unless I can think of something very quickly. I don’t want to beat it and leave him here alone, and so I do the only thing I can think of and put my arms around him, pull him close to me and hold him tight. Very tight. He goes as stiff as a fence post and gasps for air, and only then do I realise that Arvid loves his father. It has never occurred to me. They seem to argue most of the time, they slam doors andshout at each other up and down the stairs. I am still angry, and I squeeze him, and then Arvid starts crying. For fuck’s sake, he says to my shoulder, and he loves his father so much, and now that he’s been beaten up, Arvid wants to take on the whole of Veitvet on his own, beret and all. It makes me furious, and I squeeze him harder, and there’s a heat surging up from my legs into my stomach, and it’s not a nice feeling at all, so I keep it down there, and we stand in the middle of this market square hugging each other, and if anyone sees us now, they’re bound to think we are a couple of homos.
I don’t know if I dare let him go. If I do, I will feel naked and cold and lost in this world.
Somewhere a clock is ticking. I see the sign for the Skoglund grocery store, I have seen it a thousand times before, but never like this in the midst of a silence. Outside the silence a car comes to a halt and sets off again, and then I hear quick footsteps, someone is moving up behind me and says:
‘Hey, I followed you,’ and little by little I release him. I don’t know
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