"Are you?"
"I am very happy."
What's wrong she wanted to ask. But she could not. Her son was back. After four years. A few days ago he had shown up at the apartment.
When she opened the door, to her Oskar was still her little sweetheart. To her when she saw him, he was that twelve year old son who had vanish one day. Now he had return home.
He was changed. She didn't pressure him. He wouldn't say were he had been. The police wanted to know. Especially that detective. She wanted to know. Officer Karin. But Oskar would not say.
"I don't know. Everything was a blur."
"How did you escape?"
"It was dark. I don't what they looked like."
But it didn't matter. Her son was here. Now things would be the same. Just the two of them, and no one else.
But later at night she thought that he had heard Oskar sobbing. But she wouldn't go into his room, because she did not have the courage to ask him. Everything was as before....