I think, if you don’t mind, I’d like to talk to you for a bit, Magnus. Or maybe you talk to me. I keep picking up a lot off you.
‘Well, sure. Twenty questions: Where are you from?’
“The American South. Near Atlanta. I live in New York City now, when I’m at home. And you?” Summer shoved her hands in her pockets.
‘Was born and raised in Trollhättan, then moved down to Ystad Saltsjöbad during my early twenties. I’ve lived here for nearly ten years, I don’t think I’ll be moving anytime soon either. The weather is cold, usual for Sweden, but it’s a nice area.’
“I wish I’d been able to do more to trace my roots; you might actually know some of my distant, distant relatives. Oh well.” She blew out a sigh. “Walk with me? Aught else you want to know? What do you do?”