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from her. He uncorks it and pours a small amount in his glass. He smells it before taking a sip. He then pours a glass for Christian, Henrik, and himself before passing it to Gramps.
Hypothesis # 10 – Sven is the leader of the Pedersens.
Gramps blinks his eyes once. “Marjory, do you have some water for Alex?” he asks.
“Oh, we forget that your American drinking laws are so different from our Danish ones,” Henrik says. “We can drink when we’re sixteen.”
“It’s not a problem,” Gramps says, taking my glass and going to the kitchen. When he returns, it’s full of water.
Sven tears into his meal. He eats furiously, tasting everything on his plate. Then he takes another drink of wine. “Marjory, you have outdone yourself,” he says as he wipes his mouth with a napkin.
Marjory smiles blissfully at her exchange students. “We are so happy to have you here!” she exclaims. “Eat! Eat!” she instructs Gramps and me.
I begin with the lobster and find it absolutely delicious. The shrimp and pollack are also wonderful. I’m stuffed long before my plate is empty. When I put down my fork, I find that Christian hasn’t even touched his food. He’s too busy staring at me. It makes me uncomfortable.
“You have cobwebs in your hair,” he says. He lifts a gloved hand and gently removes them.
Sven and Henrik angrily cross their arms. Christian sees their reactions and picks up his fork. He finally begins to eat his meal.
“Marjory this is a wonderful meal,” Gramps says, breaking the silence.
She smiles and pours him more wine.
“No, it’s too expensive,” he tries to object.
“We think wine is for drinking, not storing,” she answers as she fills his glass.
He takes a sip and puts the goblet back on the table. “What do your fathers do?” he asks the Pedersens.
“My father is a civil servant,” Christian answers as he cuts his fillet.
“Like an IRS agent?”
“Yes, very similar,” Henrik interjects.
“And our fathers are in law enforcement,” Sven adds, gesturing to him and Henrik.
“Why did you come to Maine when you could be sitting on a beach in Australia?” says Gramps.
Henrik gives Christian a dirty look. “We came here for an education.”
“Have the Singers been in the village long?” Christian asks Gramps, changing the subject.
“Many generations,” he answers. “All of us, fishermen.” Gramps takes another drink of wine.
“Gramps, we forgot to serve the berries we brought for dessert.” I stand up. “Marjory, I’ll go get them.”
I go into the kitchen and search for the bag we brought with us. I’m looking through the seafood filled fridge when I hear the kitchen door shut.
“Marjory, where did you put Gramps’ bag?” I ask.
“I think she put it on the counter behind the door,” Christian answers.
I look up from the fridge and find him holding out the bag.
“Thanks,” I say as I take it from him, avoiding eye contact. I just want to eat dessert so I can get the evening over with. “Do you know where she keeps her dessert plates?”
“I haven’t got a clue where she keeps any of her dishes.” It’s not so much the answer that surprises me, but the way he says it; like it’s such a trivial matter that he can’t be bothered. It is completely
Hypothesis # 10 – Sven is the leader of the Pedersens.
Gramps blinks his eyes once. “Marjory, do you have some water for Alex?” he asks.
“Oh, we forget that your American drinking laws are so different from our Danish ones,” Henrik says. “We can drink when we’re sixteen.”
“It’s not a problem,” Gramps says, taking my glass and going to the kitchen. When he returns, it’s full of water.
Sven tears into his meal. He eats furiously, tasting everything on his plate. Then he takes another drink of wine. “Marjory, you have outdone yourself,” he says as he wipes his mouth with a napkin.
Marjory smiles blissfully at her exchange students. “We are so happy to have you here!” she exclaims. “Eat! Eat!” she instructs Gramps and me.
I begin with the lobster and find it absolutely delicious. The shrimp and pollack are also wonderful. I’m stuffed long before my plate is empty. When I put down my fork, I find that Christian hasn’t even touched his food. He’s too busy staring at me. It makes me uncomfortable.
“You have cobwebs in your hair,” he says. He lifts a gloved hand and gently removes them.
Sven and Henrik angrily cross their arms. Christian sees their reactions and picks up his fork. He finally begins to eat his meal.
“Marjory this is a wonderful meal,” Gramps says, breaking the silence.
She smiles and pours him more wine.
“No, it’s too expensive,” he tries to object.
“We think wine is for drinking, not storing,” she answers as she fills his glass.
He takes a sip and puts the goblet back on the table. “What do your fathers do?” he asks the Pedersens.
“My father is a civil servant,” Christian answers as he cuts his fillet.
“Like an IRS agent?”
“Yes, very similar,” Henrik interjects.
“And our fathers are in law enforcement,” Sven adds, gesturing to him and Henrik.
“Why did you come to Maine when you could be sitting on a beach in Australia?” says Gramps.
Henrik gives Christian a dirty look. “We came here for an education.”
“Have the Singers been in the village long?” Christian asks Gramps, changing the subject.
“Many generations,” he answers. “All of us, fishermen.” Gramps takes another drink of wine.
“Gramps, we forgot to serve the berries we brought for dessert.” I stand up. “Marjory, I’ll go get them.”
I go into the kitchen and search for the bag we brought with us. I’m looking through the seafood filled fridge when I hear the kitchen door shut.
“Marjory, where did you put Gramps’ bag?” I ask.
“I think she put it on the counter behind the door,” Christian answers.
I look up from the fridge and find him holding out the bag.
“Thanks,” I say as I take it from him, avoiding eye contact. I just want to eat dessert so I can get the evening over with. “Do you know where she keeps her dessert plates?”
“I haven’t got a clue where she keeps any of her dishes.” It’s not so much the answer that surprises me, but the way he says it; like it’s such a trivial matter that he can’t be bothered. It is completely
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