She believed in destiny. That all the roads you walk in life, in one way or another, "lead to what has been predetermined for you." Ove, of course, just started muttering under his breath and got very busy fiddling about with a screw or something whenever she started going on like this. But he never disagreed with her. Maybe to her destiny was "something"; that was none of his business. But to him, destiny was "someone."

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