This time it was a teenage girl at the newsstand who was staring at him. To no avail, because he was preoccupied with other matters. Winther was right, of course. Zipp was hiding something. The certainty of this was as strong in him as his faith in God. What was it that Sejer had said? People always have some reason to keep quiet, and it doesn't even have to be a very good reason. At the same time, he understood the seriousness of the situation. This was no jaunt on the ferry to Denmark. He was jolted out of his train of thought as the line moved forward. He was fourth. In front of him stood an older woman wearing a brown coat. When he looked over her shoulder, he could see into her shopping cart. It always amused him to look at other people's shopping. He would come to some funny conclusions based on what they were buying. This woman had a baby bottle made of clear plastic, antiseptic and cotton balls, three bottles of bleach, and a lantern for tea candles from the hardware section. Didn't she need any food?
What do You think about When The Devil Holds The Candle?
