Chapter 23
That’s it!
I’m done. I’m so bloody done, Nick!
This highway is my refuge from you and your stubborn, punitive silence! I’m gonna ride this highway all night, if I have to. And yes, in the rain. Yes, in this nasty weather and I hope I do have a bloody accident and that you stand above my wreck and cry and plead with Thor or Frieda—all the bloody deities of your homeland, and then maybe, just maybe, you’ll understand that I’m the one who holds us together, you supremely arrogant bastard!
You wanna move back to Montreal? Fine, we’ll move back to Montreal. Good, good, yes. We’ll go tomorrow. We’ll do what the almighty Nicolai Blue Lund wants. And anyway, how could I even try to change your mind. Your mind is a great big ship loaded with ammunition and cannons and I’m that stupid
