Jonas was silent for a while. He was staring at the wall behind Oskar, but his eyes were glazed and he wasn’t really looking at the wall.
He was dazed, and the young man standing opposite him was still smiling as he observed the reaction to his comment with satisfaction.
Jonas exhaled, sat back down, and then stared down at his hands.
It seemed like he was hoping to re-negotiate, but his nephew had made up his mind and he was not going to back down now.
“You can’t do this… you’re angry at me, and I don’t understand why, but it’s me you want to hurt and the only person who will suffer if you cut us off is her. She hasn’t done anything wrong, and she needs me.”
His eyes were dull, and he was clearly in shock but it had no effect on Oskar; he was still standing over Jonas and he was unbl
