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"This way. Come, come." She walks in front of him, guiding him, pointing in the

                   direction to one of the hallways close by. Elegantly, with a floating gait she ap-
                   pears aristocratic to him. When they stop outside in front of her room door;

                   number 18, Tom can see she has a problem with her leg. She proceeds to take out

                   her keys from the purse and opens the door. She read his mind.
                   “Yes, I have had my knee replaced. It was kind of worn out I guess you could say.

                   My family thought it was for the better that I should reside here for a few weeks,

                   until everything is back to normal again.“
                   Tom doesn’t answer before she continues: “Well, it wasn’t my idea to be here in

                   this place. I’d prefer to stay in my flat in Holte. Oh, I really do miss it. Well, only
                   one week left."

                   For a brief moment he looks down at the floor, almost embarrassed. Whether it's

                   the age difference or Inge-Lise’s stoic calm and aristocratic appearance, but it is
                   in stark contrast to the insane events that have happened over the last 24 hours,

                   he can’ tell.

                   "Let me help you with the coat," says Tom and take two hangers hanging on a
                   hook row in the small hallway. "Well, well. I'm really happy, that you had time to

                   meet me," he continues. She answers with a smile. “No need to be so formal
                   around me, Tom,” she utters.

                   They enter her living room where there is coffee and cake prepared.

                   “I thought I might as well prepare for your visit, I understand you are very busy
                   these days "

                   In addition to the living room, the flat consists of a toilet located in the small hall-

                   way, a kitchen as an extension of the living room, and a small bedroom behind a
                   little door to the left. The curtains in her room are old in an old 60’s style. The

                   place seems cosy and warm, smelling clean with a hint of perfume, but one he

                   doesn’t know. On top of the burgundy sofa, hangs a painting depicting a village
                   from the 17  century.
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                   "Take a seat, my friend. Tea or coffee?"

                   “Tea. Thank you.” He nods while he takes a seat on the couch. Shortly after, she
                   returns with the hot tea, in a teapot that’s neatly matching the edge of the table.

                   She pours up the tea.
                   "I must admit I didn’t expect you to be... like this."
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