I'd be happy to help translate this chapter from Swedish to English. Here's the translation:
**Chapter 4**
It's Tuesday, and summer is coming to an end, which always feels melancholic to Clara. She always feels this way when the sun is lower in the sky, and the carefree days are over. She likes autumn and Christmas too, but there's nothing like summer, the season of possibilities... But this summer has been extra special, she reminds herself, and decides to look forward to autumn instead. High school, new people, new subjects, and cozy times with Joakim... just thinking about his name makes her heart skip a beat. Maybe not just positivity...
She's lying on his bed, reading "The Count of Monte Cristo", which is incredibly good. Despite that, she can't focus on the exciting story because her thoughts are fluttering all over the place. There's something in her stomach that won't leave her alone. Joakim is in another room, talking to his dad about something. After a couple of minutes, he comes back. She smiles, and he flashes a loving grin back at her. She feels all warm inside, thinking about how lucky she is to have met him. What if they hadn't gone out that evening!
Joakim sits down beside her on the bed, stroking her hair.
"I really want to meet your family, Clara. It feels weird that we've been together for so long without me getting to know them." She's taken aback, because she's been thinking that he doesn't want to meet them. That he doesn't want to spend time with them because he's older than her, and she thought that was uncomfortable. But now she's overjoyed.
"Yes, of course. They want to meet you too. They've said so many times." He looks at her reproachfully.
"But Clara, why haven't you said anything?" She shrugs her shoulders.
"I just haven't thought about it." Joakim smiles.
"Can you ask if Friday works for them, I'm free then!" Now Clara is looking forward to Friday. Mom promises to cook Asian food, which is Clara's favorite. Everything feels just right, it's Joakim who's taking the initiative to meet her family, and he really wants to get to know them. The sides of him that she's unsure about, that she finds hard to handle, like when he doesn't want her to go out with her friends, are fading away. She thinks that everyone is human, and nobody is perfect. There are things about him that she thinks less of too. But then he said that, and she changed her mind... She chooses not to think about those things that always cause a little knot in her stomach and focuses on Friday instead.
The days drag on, and they don't get to see each other until Friday, since they both have schedules that clash. And that makes it all the more exciting. Little brother Jonas teases her as much as he can, and she rolls her eyes every time he talks to her.
"Lucky that Joakim is so much more mature than you." Jonas wrinkles his nose and makes a face. "Why are you dating someone who's so old?" She snorts in response, siblings are always annoying, she thinks.
When she wakes up on Friday morning, she has a swarm of butterflies in her stomach. She jumps out of bed quickly, faster than she usually does. She works until four o'clock, which only gives her an hour and a half to get ready, fix her room, and all that. That makes her stressed.
Joakim called her the evening before he went to work.
"Looking forward to tomorrow. Should I bring something?" She thinks for a brief moment, but she's already prepared everything.
"No, there's nothing you need to bring, but mom likes flowers. Just so you know." He replies that he'll buy flowers and bring them.
When she works, she does it with an even bigger smile on her face than usual. She's thinking about how thoughtful he is and how important it is to her that her family likes him.
The hours fly by, unlike what she expected. The closer it gets to evening, the more nervous she becomes. She can't quite understand why she's feeling so nervous, it's just dinner.
One of the best remedies against nervousness is hard work, so Clara volunteers when the boss says it's time to deep clean the kitchen. She scrubs so hard that the rags almost glow and forces herself not to think about anything else except the cleaning. But when her thoughts start to wander, she's on herself like a hawk, back to the scrubbing! When she feels a hand on her shoulder, she jumps a meter in the air. She turns around and faces the boss. Clara is out of breath, both from the scrubbing and because the boss scared her.
"Is something wrong?" The boss scratches his head and looks around the spotless kitchen.
"Did you need to get rid of some excess energy or?" He sweeps his hand over the kitchen.
"So clean has it never been. I know who's going to do this job next time." Then he catches himself. "I'll call you in from school, say you're indispensable, and they have to spare you for a few hours." For the first time, she becomes flustered, then bursts out laughing.
"Yeah, I guess I had more energy than I thought. And yeah, I can come next time." The boss snorts at his watch.
"Sorry, I have to let you go, you've been here longer than you should." Clara looks at the big clock on the wall. It's already half past five.
"Okay, see you tomorrow," she says over her shoulder while she rushes to the changing room.
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OpenI'd be happy to help translate this chapter from Swedish to English. Here's the translation: **Chapter 4** It's Tuesday, and summer is coming to an end, which always feels melancholic to Clara. She always feels this way when the sun is lower in the sky, and the carefree days are over. She likes autumn and Christmas too, but there's nothing like summer, the season of possibilities... But this summer has been extra special, she reminds herself, and decides to look forward to autumn instead. High school, new people, new subjects, and cozy times with Joakim... just thinking about his name makes her heart skip a beat. Maybe not just positivity... She's lying on his bed, reading "The Count of Monte Cristo", which is incredibly good. Despite that, she can't focus on the exciting story because her thoughts are fluttering all over the place. There's something in her stomach that won't leave her alone. Joakim is in another room, talking to his dad about something. After a couple of minutes, he comes back. She smiles, and he flashes a loving grin back at her. She feels all warm inside, thinking about how lucky she is to have met him. What if they hadn't gone out that evening! Joakim sits down beside her on the bed, stroking her hair. "I really want to meet your family, Clara. It feels weird that we've been together for so long without me getting to know them." She's taken aback, because she's been thinking that he doesn't want to meet them. That he doesn't want to spend time with them because he's older than her, and she thought that was uncomfortable. But now she's overjoyed. "Yes, of course. They want to meet you too. They've said so many times." He looks at her reproachfully. "But Clara, why haven't you said anything?" She shrugs her shoulders. "I just haven't thought about it." Joakim smiles. "Can you ask if Friday works for them, I'm free then!" Now Clara is looking forward to Friday. Mom promises to cook Asian food, which is Clara's favorite. Everything feels just right, it's Joakim who's taking the initiative to meet her family, and he really wants to get to know them. The sides of him that she's unsure about, that she finds hard to handle, like when he doesn't want her to go out with her friends, are fading away. She thinks that everyone is human, and nobody is perfect. There are things about him that she thinks less of too. But then he said that, and she changed her mind... She chooses not to think about those things that always cause a little knot in her stomach and focuses on Friday instead. The days drag on, and they don't get to see each other until Friday, since they both have schedules that clash. And that makes it all the more exciting. Little brother Jonas teases her as much as he can, and she rolls her eyes every time he talks to her. "Lucky that Joakim is so much more mature than you." Jonas wrinkles his nose and makes a face. "Why are you dating someone who's so old?" She snorts in response, siblings are always annoying, she thinks. When she wakes up on Friday morning, she has a swarm of butterflies in her stomach. She jumps out of bed quickly, faster than she usually does. She works until four o'clock, which only gives her an hour and a half to get ready, fix her room, and all that. That makes her stressed. Joakim called her the evening before he went to work. "Looking forward to tomorrow. Should I bring something?" She thinks for a brief moment, but she's already prepared everything. "No, there's nothing you need to bring, but mom likes flowers. Just so you know." He replies that he'll buy flowers and bring them. When she works, she does it with an even bigger smile on her face than usual. She's thinking about how thoughtful he is and how important it is to her that her family likes him. The hours fly by, unlike what she expected. The closer it gets to evening, the more nervous she becomes. She can't quite understand why she's feeling so nervous, it's just dinner. One of the best remedies against nervousness is hard work, so Clara volunteers when the boss says it's time to deep clean the kitchen. She scrubs so hard that the rags almost glow and forces herself not to think about anything else except the cleaning. But when her thoughts start to wander, she's on herself like a hawk, back to the scrubbing! When she feels a hand on her shoulder, she jumps a meter in the air. She turns around and faces the boss. Clara is out of breath, both from the scrubbing and because the boss scared her. "Is something wrong?" The boss scratches his head and looks around the spotless kitchen. "Did you need to get rid of some excess energy or?" He sweeps his hand over the kitchen. "So clean has it never been. I know who's going to do this job next time." Then he catches himself. "I'll call you in from school, say you're indispensable, and they have to spare you for a few hours." For the first time, she becomes flustered, then bursts out laughing. "Yeah, I guess I had more energy than I thought. And yeah, I can come next time." The boss snorts at his watch. "Sorry, I have to let you go, you've been here longer than you should." Clara looks at the big clock on the wall. It's already half past five. "Okay, see you tomorrow," she says over her shoulder while she rushes to the changing room. ... Let me know if you'd like me to translate the rest of the chapter!
