I thought Gunnar's younger brother was a spear carrier, one of those minor characters that form part of the scenery rather than functioning as independent characters in their own right.
Once again, I was wrong. It turns out that after his elder brother Gunnar is accidentally shot, Lars comes into his own.
Lars has a big epiphany; he literally grows up while he sits in the damp marsh beside the inert body of Gunnar, his lifelong protector, waiting impatiently to hear the wail of the ambulance over the sound of the prairie wind.
More work for the storyteller, sure. But I really don't mind. The character of Gunnar's heretofore hapless younger brother turns the tables on the relationship between the two and gives the story a greater depth and breadth.
You go, Lars!
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