“And what about you?”
Jonas looked at Elizabeth blankly. He had no idea what she meant by that.
“I just told you what I think - I think it is important for you to be compassionate.”
“No, I mean what are you going to do now? It certainly doesn’t seem like you are planning on going back. And what you said about a car seat makes me think you plan on staying here with us. Am I right?”
“I would appreciate a place to stay for a while. I don’t know where I will end up, but having more than one guy around here won’t hurt while there’s a chance we could be attacked.”
“Why not go back to Sweden?”
Jonas looked down at his hands and picked a small piece of lint from his sleeve. He watched as it floated down to the floor, but it seemed as if his eyes were glazed over.
“I can’t go back there. The
