Det var en kjølig høstkveld i et fint, avlåst område i Oslo.

It was a chilly autumn evening in a nice, gated area in Oslo.

Gatene var pyntet med lysende gresskar og grener med gyldne blader.

The streets were decorated with glowing pumpkins and branches with golden leaves.

Latteren fra barn som løp rundt i nabolaget skapte en forventningsfull stemning.

The laughter of children running around the neighborhood created an atmosphere full of anticipation.

Det var Halloween, en tid Lars vanligvis så på med en viss forsiktighet, men i år hadde Ingrid overbevist ham om å lage en stor feiring.

It was Halloween, a time Lars usually approached with some caution, but this year Ingrid had convinced him to host a big celebration.

Lars var en mann som likte stabilitet og forutsigbarhet.

Lars was a man who liked stability and predictability.

Han hadde alltid vært nøye med detaljene, spesielt når det gjaldt sønnen, Svein.

He had always been meticulous with details, especially when it came to his son, Svein.

Svein var en energisk gutt på åtte år, full av fantasi og beundring for superhelter.

Svein was an energetic eight-year-old boy, full of imagination and admiration for superheroes.

Han hadde gledet seg til å kle seg ut som sin favoritthelt, Spiderman.

He had been looking forward to dressing up as his favorite hero, Spiderman.

"Ingrid, er du sikker på at alle er klare?

"Ingrid, are you sure everyone is ready?"

" spurte Lars litt nervøst, mens han så ut over dekorasjonene.

Lars asked a bit nervously as he looked over the decorations.

Ingrid smilte lurt og ga ham et raskt kyss på kinnet.

Ingrid smiled slyly and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Alt blir bra, Lars.

"Everything will be fine, Lars.

Det handler om minner, ikke bare om planlegging," svarte hun mens hun justerte en flaggermus som hang i treet ved siden av.

It's about memories, not just planning," she replied while adjusting a bat hanging in the tree next to them.

Men så, midt i latter og gresskar-lanterner, skjedde det alle fryktet.

But then, in the midst of laughter and pumpkin lanterns, the thing everyone feared happened.

Svein begynte plutselig å klø seg intenst i ansiktet.

Svein suddenly began to scratch his face intensely.

Øynene hans ble røde, og han begynte å hoste.

His eyes turned red, and he started coughing.

"Pappa, jeg føler meg rar," sa han med en tynn stemme.

"Dad, I feel weird," he said with a thin voice.

Lars’ hjerte sank.

Lars's heart sank.

Han visste at dette var et allergisk sjokk, og for første gang visste han ikke hva han skulle gjøre.

He knew this was an allergic reaction, and for the first time, he didn't know what to do.

Han måtte ta en rask beslutning.

He had to make a quick decision.

Lars trakk pusten dypt og kjente panikken presse, men han visste hva som måtte gjøres.

Lars took a deep breath and felt the panic rising, but he knew what needed to be done.

"Ingrid, vi må til klinikken, nå!

"Ingrid, we need to get to the clinic, now!"

" ropte han, mens han løftet Svein og satte kursen mot utgangen.

he shouted, as he picked up Svein and headed for the exit.

På klinikken satt de i spenning.

At the clinic, they sat in suspense.

Ventetiden var fylt med engstelige blikk og korte pust.

The waiting time was filled with anxious glances and short breaths.

Da legen endelig kom ut med positive nyheter, kunne Lars kjenne stresset lette fra skuldrene hans.

When the doctor finally came out with positive news, Lars could feel the stress lift from his shoulders.

Svein kom seg raskt, og den lille helten fikk endelig puste rolig.

Svein recovered quickly, and the little hero could finally breathe calmly.

Da halloweenfesten fortsatte senere den kvelden, var det med en ny følelse i luften.

When the Halloween party continued later that evening, it was with a new feeling in the air.

Svein lo igjen, med klarere øyne, mens Ingrid og Lars satt ved hans side.

Svein laughed again, with clearer eyes, while Ingrid and Lars sat by his side.

Lars, som alltid hadde strebet etter å kontrollere enhver detalj, innså noe viktig denne kvelden.

Lars, who had always strived to control every detail, realized something important that evening.

Livet kunne ikke alltid planlegges, og det var greit.

Life could not always be planned, and that was okay.

Med Svein kledd som Spiderman, og med Ingrid ved sin side, smilte Lars.

With Svein dressed as Spiderman, and with Ingrid by his side, Lars smiled.

Han hadde lært å gi slipp.

He had learned to let go.

Det var ikke bare planene som betydde noe, det var menneskene rundt seg.

It wasn't just the plans that mattered; it was the people around him.

Fra nå av skulle han nyte hver overraskelse livet kastet hans vei, med åpent sinn og hjerte.

From now on, he would enjoy every surprise life threw his way, with an open mind and heart.