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"There'll be nothing left of them potatoes if you keep going."
"I know how to peel taters. And stop trying to change the subject. He's coming home. Mark my words, Roalf, I want him here by Winter's Warming. I've six kids - not five! It doesn't feel right. It hasn't felt right since!"
"Stop waving that knife about!"
"Evan seen him the other turn, you know? Said he's looking skinny."
"He was always a pole. That doesn't mean nothing."
"Must have been something for Evan to have noticed. Anyway, it's been that long since he's been back he hasn't even met Trudi's two bairns. And, while we're at it, I hold you entirely responsible."
"It was his own doing."
"You hit him. The lads told me so."
"He said he doesn't want to come home. And if he cared so much, he'd have tried by now. But no. No letter. Nothing. He hasn't even written you; his own mother!"
"Cos he knows I can't read! Why would he try to write me, Roalf?!"
"Alright! Calm down! I was just saying!"
"Don't you tell me what to do! I'm not asking you, Roalf; I'm telling! Bifrost is coming home for Winter's Warming and that's final!"