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I had decided to go to the funeral of Tom's grandfather. Before, I found it impossible if old people have gone to every other funeral in the village. Now I know that they have known many of the dead really wanted to say goodbye and a matter of the inevitable end came ever closer. Or they stood near one of the members and thus showed their sympathy. The funeral
found 15 clock instead of the Ohlsdorf cemetery. Jasmin and I had taken half the day off and wanted to go together to the funeral. I stood in the hallway before the large mirror. I had put on a black dress and black pumps to do so. had died up to the time when my grandpa almost ten years ago, I had very often worn black. But my whole family was dressed almost entirely dark, I had the feeling of being squeezed out of this color. I could not breathe when I had to wrap up in the mourning. I banished almost all black and gray clothes in the farthest corner of my cabinet. The new blouse that I had worn to the funeral for the first time, I never wore again. It took a long time before I return as a fashionable black felt. A strange taste, however, was stayed.

I stood against two at Jasmine at the door. We had enough time. The cemetery was very large and we have never been there. We did not want to be late because we lost our way and had not found in time. Jasmin also wore a black dress. She was very good. At the waist was a narrow velvet ribbon that was tied at the back, cut a few small black flowers were sewn on. If the occasion was not so sad, I would have envied this great dress.
We took the car to the cemetery, we looked for a parking lot and began the search. It was not just a cemetery but a huge park - a beautiful Park, the sun was shining from a deep blue sky, the green lights of the trees, and bees buzzing from flower to flower. I was struck by a rare calm. The hustle and bustle of everyday life faded. I almost forgot the reason for my visit to this oasis. If there is such a thing existed, then here was the perfect place to bed for a loved one to rest.
After fifteen minutes we had found the chapel where the funeral was to take place. It had already gathered a small bunch of black people before. As far as I could, Tom was not there, I went out that his family had not yet arrived. Jasmin and I asked ourselves a bit away from the mourners. I wish it would already be over. We hardly spoke to each other and greeted other mourners arriving with a small nod.
from short, three are in considerable number of young and old people had gathered at the cemetery. All Tom's grandfather had known in any way, had worked with him, laughed celebrated, common hobbies were pursued. They knew each other from childhood, or a club or a national stand close to one or the other way. Suddenly silence fell
about the group. Tom and his family had arrived. He based his grandmother, who, trying to maintain composure walked next to her grandson on the chapel by her husband on his final journey to prove. I could hardly imagine how difficult this course might be for them. For many decades they had spent together, laughed and cried together. Now, this trip was over and it had no alternative but to leave as alone and to move on. Her arm was eingehänkelt with Tom, the love and strength-giving held her hand. On his face was reflected deep sadness, but his eyes betrayed that he was worried - about his grandmother and his mother, who had lost her beloved father. When Tom saw us, a very slight smile crossed his face. He probably had not expected that someone would come from the agency. We could not really help him, but we wanted him Show that we thought of him at this difficult time.
It formed a transition between the mourners, so the family could go to the door of the chapel where the priest was waiting for them. Left and right side of the aisle nodded to acquaintances and friends of the family and murmured softly condolences. Arriving at this pastor gave only his grandma's hands, then the rest of the family and led them into the interior of the chapel, where the closed coffin was laid out. A sob penetrated to the outside of the summer day. No one said another word. A short time later the door opened and the mourners followed the family to the chapel. We are featured in the last row, because no seats were free. It had come so many people that had some standing in the doorway and outside the chapel. Here and there the people murmured to each other, from, and one heard a slight sniffle. I let my eyes wander over the heads of those present, until I could make out very front right in front of the coffin Tom us his family. Only now I noticed that Bee was not there. I scanned the crowd, her red hair could not see anywhere else. How could that be? I looked at Jasmine.
"Say," I whispered, "you know where is Bee?"
"Is not she here for?" Jasmine whispered back, looking now looking at the crowd.
"I can see it either. That's strange. "We looked at us confused. But before we could make further thought, made a soft music and the pastor walked to his podium.
"Dear Mrs. Bergmann struggled, relatives, mourners struggled. We have gathered today to bid farewell to Paul Herrmann Bergmann. "The priest had a deep, pleasant voice. There was something soothing, beyond all sorrow. He was believed that he had seen and experienced much suffering and the comfort he tried to donate, was honest. He reported on the eventful life of Tom's grandfather, his time in the war, as the family was back together in early years a child died - Tom's uncle - and how it was for his family to the rock in the surf until he reached the end of his journey and then returned to the Lord. The speech was very sensitive. But even me, connecting with Paul Bergmann nothing other than friendship with his grandson, was in tears. I sympathized with the family that had to suffer this pain.
The mourners stood up and said a final prayer. Again sounded soft music. Four pallbearers approached the coffin, wreaths and candles, and conferred aside and lifted the coffin. Slowly, she left the chapel, followed by the family of the deceased, friends and acquaintances. We walked slowly through the summer brilliant park to grave. There, the priest once taught a few words to the mourners. Then the coffin was lowered into the earth. Tom's grandmother sobbed aloud. He supported and helped her to take a bunch of roses on the coffin and took her in his arms. He said goodbye with a white rose. Tears ran down his face. Tom led his grandmother to a point slightly to the side of the grave, where a chair was ready for them. Tom's mother also for this last goodbye was hard. By and by all those present adopted the grave and the family expressed their condolences. Also, Jasmine and I had a small rose on the coffin fall and then went briefly to the family of a miner. Tom's grandmother hardly noticed that her his hand. She seemed quite lost in their grief. I embraced Tom briefly. It needed no words. What should you say? Then Jasmine and I made our way home. We strolled through the park, not much talking, minding my own business.
"What do you think when we go somewhere in a cafe and a little bit to enjoy the sun? I'm so cold now. "Jasmine looked at me quizzically.
"Good idea."
We presented to it from my car in the street and went into a little cafe nearby. We were lucky and landed a table in the sun, from which was just a couple in love stood up. We were both glad that we only a short time the mourners were and could again light to flow into our souls.

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The weekend I spent in holiday mood. On the day the sun was shining from a blue sky and drenched us. The nights were mild, so I long with a glass of wine on the balcony and sat then slept with the window wide open. I enjoyed the lazy days and repressed all thoughts of the agency successful. It could go on forever so on. But the best time had come to an end. And so I ripped the alarm clock Monday morning far too early in my dreams. I stayed in bed for a while, looked out the window into the bright blue sky, listened to the neighbors as they closed the doors and made their way to work.
I were just stayed in bed, wrapped in my world with holiday-scented summer thoughts.

The first day back in the office was most peculiar. On the one hand it was very good to see everyone and immerse themselves in the usual activity, on the other hand, was the trip away from everyday life far too short. I tried to keep my relaxation and my colleagues not to bother with a bad temper. They could not help it, that had turned the wheel while I was away as normal and I was not ready to jump again.
I went to Tom to the office. I had not seen him all morning. On his desk is piled folders and documents, but no trace of him.
"Tom is the week sick." Jasmin came to me, getting some documents. A stretch in the stomach began to spread.
"What has he got?" I asked.
"I do not know. Something with the family, I think. "Oh no! His grandpa!
"And he said nothing?" Bored to me.
"You have not I talked to him. He probably just called Karin and called in sick. "For Karen, I would get out a word. The assistant to Mr. P could be talkative like a washerwoman, but sometimes she was just beastly and pretended as if protecting the company and police would have all the information before the other employees.
Jasmine looked at me quizzically. "You know what's going on? He was recently also not so well on it. "
" No, not that exactly, "I tried to distract. "Who knows."
Should I call him? But what if his grandfather was really bad, then I might just upset.
I decided to call in the evening. So he would certainly no longer in the hospital. I could call and ask too Bee. Although we had had so far not a lot to do with each other, but it was actually very nice and by chance I had her phone number. We had been agreed at a weekend canoeing, and Tom Bee had somehow tangled and not the meeting place. Then he called me from her phone.
If I did not reach him tonight, that would be a way to figure out how bad the situation was. Around noon, I sat

down with jasmine and we went through the events of last week. There was nothing significant happened, no drama, no great successes. Therefore, we did not take long and I was quickly back in my office alone. The good mood and the rest of the holiday had yielded to an uneasy feeling. I was worried to Tom. The whole situation around his grandfather took him a lot. Actually it would be to wish the old man that he would soon fall asleep peacefully and would suffer no pain. That he would not see how it is washed and cared for by strangers. That he could walk with dignity.
I sighed and went back to work. In the afternoon I called Maja, to tell me that we had not received further commitments for the reading month. I was happy with her and told her about Tom.
"Oh, that does not sound good. But maybe he wants to support only his mother or something. "Maja was right. Maybe I painted me from even exaggerated nightmare scenarios. Maybe Work and family were a bit much right now and he needed time to recharge.

rang about nine clock my phone. Tom. I had tried earlier in the evening to reach him, but his phone was switched off. I had not yet called Bee, which seemed to me to be dramatic.
"Hi Tom! How are you? I've heard you're sick. "
" Sady ... "His voice sounded tired, weak. "It goes like this."
I did not know if I should dig deeper.
"My grandpa. He died Friday. "I swallowed. So there. How to respond appropriately now? I knew exactly how grief felt like the stages we went through. And yet I did not know what to say. Why do I call? I should go there! My stomach tightened.
"Oh Tom! I'm so sorry. "He was breathing heavily and swallowed. He tried to keep his composure.
"It's better this way for him," he said, and cleared his throat.
"And yet it's bad." Was a pause.
"Can I help somehow? Should I give in to the Agency decision? "
" That would be good. "
" Good. Do not worry about the job. We'll get everything. Do you care about your family. This is important now. "
" Hmm. "I could his pain almost feel it. And yet I could not help him.
"Tom ..."
"Hmm?"
"You know, you can always call if there is something."
"Yes."
break.
"Well, um, then ..." I sighed.
"The funeral is on Thursday." Tom's voice was rough, as if he had not been used.
"Okay." Sady man, say something!
break.
"have to start over now."
"Right."
"Goodbye." Tom hung up.
I put the phone next to me and rolled me up on the couch. Although it is outside had around 20 degrees, I was cold.

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Sunday evening and I traveled Maja on Sylt. Our hotel was what it promised. The thatched houses were beautiful and inviting. At the reception we were greeted with a glass of champagne before they led us to the roof. Our room was decorated in a warm cream color. The atmosphere was simple but stylish and elegant. Fresh fruit on a small table was ready and the beds were a dream of white, soft pillows. We felt like two princesses.
After we unpacked our bags, we went on a tour of the building. There was a nice spa, no wishes unfulfilled, an elegant dining room and two in-house restaurants. Maja and I indulged in a delicious dinner, met again in a few relaxing days and let the evening end with a beach walk.

The next morning we were awakened by rays of sun shone through the curtains. I had slept soundly, as I rarely did in a strange bed. A glance at the clock revealed that it was shortly after 10 clock. Fortunately, there was breakfast to 12 clock so that we could take it more calmly, after all.
was followed by three or four sunny days. We had rented bicycles and explored the Island were sporting manner, with a heavy browsing on the beach chair, threw us into the cold waters of the North Sea and klönten extensively.
On the last day we wanted to be lazy and had it made us comfortable in a beach chair.
"Oh, why does such a great holiday always so quick to be over?" Maja, was in her turquoise bikini and stretched out beside me to meet her face to the sun. "I could stay here forever."
"That would be great. But unfortunately I can not afford the day longer. "
Maja laughed. "Spoilsport"
I blinked at her. "But you're right. A week is too short. But fortunately we still have the weekend in Hamburg and do not have to immediately return to their daily lives back. "
" Yeah right, that. Although I miss my little shop a bit. "
" I believe you like. At present however, the agency I could do without thanks. "
" Hmm. That bad? "
I thought. "No, not really. But nice is not it either. It simply does not work around right now. "
Now Maja blinked at me, too.
"But let's not talk about it now. We're on holiday, fantastic weather and problems and have dark thoughts island ban. "
Maja sat up, reached into her pocket and pulled out a box with Grapes out. Out of a cooler - yes, we were prepared for first-class - they brought a bottle of champagne and opened it with a "pop".
"On our vacation!" We clinked plastic champagne glasses and nibbled fruit then we fell back into the beach chair and let us enjoy the sun. If we had been cats, one would have heard us purring loudly, so pleased we were.

Before we had the next day back to Hamburg, we wanted to end the holiday week in the evening with a great meal. We had met two days ago on the beach Paula and Jutta. Mother and daughter also came from Hamburg and allowed themselves once in a few days alone. They had recommended us a small restaurant on the beach where it was delicious grilled fish. We had reserved a table and the two arranged to meet us later at a nightcap there.
"Am I tired! And it was so delicious! "
" Certainly. But I could not eat a bite more. "
" dessert, we must move well. "
" Yes please. "
" What time is it anyway? "
" Shortly after nine. Paula and Jutta had announced nine-thirty. This fits quite well. "
" Until then I can breathe normally again. "We had to laugh
. Although we fish had eaten with vegetables, we were so tired that we could barely move.
"Let's order an espresso, which is now just right."
We chatted about this and that, as Paula and Jutta came to our table.
"Well you two," said Jutta, laughing, "you look as if it had tasted."
"Hello you two! It was fantastic. Thanks for the tip! "
The two sat down with us.
"How was your day? You've gotten good sun, eh? "The two had red cheeks and noses and golden streaks in her dark blond hair.
"We were lazy and have the whole day at the beach spent. And you? "
" we. "We laughed.
"Perfect. What did you like? Shall we order a bottle of wine or cocktails dear? "
" Oh, I feel like a cocktail, "I said. "Something fruity."
"Yes, me too."
"Well, then order and let." Jutta beckoned to the waiter and asked for the card.
Paula Maja and I was like his late twenties and had studied medicine and applied for a Research Associate position in England. Now she waited impatiently for an answer. Jutta, mid-fifties, worked as a technical designer at an architectural firm and one you noted that in her breast two hearts beat. On the one hand, she hoped her daughter to the place in a prestigious hospital, on the other hand, wanted the mom can not move into her daughter into the world.
Our cocktails were served and we toasted to a nice evening.
"Cheers girls! Nice that we met, "enthused Jutta.
"Cheers! And the times we repeat soon in Hamburg. "
" Absolutely. Fortunately, Sylt is a distant suburb of Hamburg and you learn a lot here to know neighbors. "

The evening ended late and moist-happy. About three clock in the morning we said goodbye to the other two and started with a Annual tipsy towards the hotel on.
enjoyed The next morning a hearty breakfast and headed back recovered well in bright sunshine to Hamburg.

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I arrived late from the agency and only wanted peace and quiet. The day had been very tiring. I knew that our team had nothing to reproach. However, I put the whistle to the boss. I looked forward to a hot bath, a glass of wine and then just off to bed yet. I had to survive only two days, then I had a week off.
I was worried because of Tom. If he were to fail now, my vacation would be in danger. In his present mood the boss was trusted to giving us the choice set and could only take a vacation. I very much hope that it would not happen.
I let hot water run into the tub, add bath additive gave a shot and uncorked a bottle of rosé. Some days you would have to be deleted from the calendar.

The next morning I drove an hour earlier to the office. I did not know if Tom was back, and his work also had to be done, at least the bare minimum. As our team was not very big and I already the last weeks had stepped from time to time with him, it was natural that I would keep an eye on. But I had my work "holiday fine" and make for Jasmin prepare to surrender.
When I arrived at the agency, Tom was already there. Fortunately! I had no desire to give up my vacation, even if compared to the loss of a loved one was not that bad.
"I have a team meeting for 10 clock called -. Without Mr. P. We should try to make the best of the situation, and can simultaneously discuss the holiday passing" Tom was in my office door while I hung my jacket on the hanger and started up my computer.
"This is a good idea. Who knows what there is Sun With our luck, we lose the next project or the author proposes a less as expected. "
" Speak of the devil on the wall! "
" How are you? You look better. How's your grandpa? "
Tom sighed. "It was a dizzy spell. He is under the circumstances. Let's talk another time about it, yes? "
" Okay. "I looked at him searchingly, but his expression was not apparent whether the situation only played down or whether he was just too tired just to talk about it.
"Tom, I have agreed with jasmine, that makes my representation of that time. Then there would be no problem if you spontaneously, well ...'d have gone. "
" Hmm. "
We both thought the fact that the next time it could be the last time he is summoned to his grandfather. I wanted to respond to it Bee. Ask him what she said to the whole situation. But I do not trust him. Last time it was not received so well. And actually it was me anything.
"Okay, we'll see you later. We could also make lunch together? 're Not there next week. "
" Very much. Until later then! "

The day passed quietly. None of us had breakthrough ideas how we could solve the tricky situation, so we decided to just how far to go ahead and hoped that the next Project was successful.

On Friday I gave my stuff and Jasmine said goodbye to Tom.
"Keep your chin up!"
"Yes, yes. It is already. Enjoy your vacation and you ever really let the wind blow you around the ears. Then you can relax beautiful here to return to chaos. "He grinned at me wrong.
"I'll just grab there, a rich snob and I am only a homemaker. You'll see what you have it! ".
We had to both laugh.
! "Good luck"

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"Well, we all go through it again: we have received commitments from 20 authors, all documented and filed in the green folder. The conditions are clarified. We have contact details so that we, at any time problems whom, and two or three authors Alternatively we could have, if one fails. Per reading 30-40 tickets have been sold, sufficient seating we have, for snacks then makes your mother enough flyers for the shops yesterday were delivered ... so, anything? "
" I have everything checked off on the checklist, "Maja nibbled nervously in their pen.
"Maja, all is well. After our vacation we still have 2 weeks to start your reading month. And even then, only 4 first authors in the first week of it. We can do it! You'll see it will be really good. "
Maja was very excited when it came to reading events. to organize such events were something new for them. I tried as best he is calm and hoped that everything would run smoothly and Maja by relaxed again. The advertising for the month was crime at the customers of the shops was well received. We set out to keep the reading personal and not invite too many visitors, so that the charm was not lost from Maja's small bookstore with its sofas and armchairs. Helena, Maya's Mom was hooked at once and promised for the physical well during the readings to make. On four evenings per week a month should the long-crime fans will be taught to shudder.
Until our great holiday on Sylt was only one more week. We decided actually great for the hotel and could not wait even to relax finally, finally, in this beautiful setting.

When I arrived on Wednesday in the agency ruled, already tense activity. Did I miss something? When I went yesterday, all was quiet. No large project just before the deadline, no dramatic twists in sight. But that was mostly. Ominous things announced themselves rare, they met a like a bolt out of nowhere. So also on this day. , I turned on my computer, waiting for access my inbox can. I had five new e-mails, three of them from Mr. P. That made me not bode well.
The deal with a promising author had burst. Another agency had received at the end of the contract and hold out now, we had our head. In half an hour a meeting was scheduled. Fantastic. Such a thing happened, it was just part of business. Of course it was anything but pleasant. All the work was in vain and if it turns out that the author met expectations or exceeded them even, that was a huge defeat. It was right, analysis, had changed the reasons why the author of the Agency.
I knew that this meeting is equivalent to a devastating hurricane would. Now it was time to go head held high in the lion's den and to endure the storm over him. The next day would prevail ice age, but then would smooth out the waves. New projects would be processed and the drama would be (hopefully) forget.
Tom sat in his office and seemed to be just as excited about the upcoming deadline, as I do.
"What a morning! As if not everything already stressful enough, we now need to tear down your hair as well. "Tom cried his eyes wearily.
"Eyes Wide Shut. Helps yes Unfortunately, nothing. I would not know what we should do otherwise would have. If the other agency has better conditions than ours, then so be it. Mr. P did not make the slightest concession. What we have done so to do? "
" Tell him that and you can pack up your things. "
" I know. "
We sat in silence in Tom's office and waited for the meeting began. Not that I could hardly wait, but the sooner it started, the quicker it was over.

The appointment of Mr. P was worse than expected. He screamed and ranted that the walls shook. It did not matter what we said it did not make it better. slipped after three quarters of an hour we returned to our offices. Even the Dollenberg took off with his head down.
I closed my office door behind me and sat at my desk. Such a thunderstorm was never pretty, even if you knew it was not necessarily justified. I now needed a little rest, no colleagues, just my work.
I had just opened a manuscript when it knocked on my door, and Tom came into my office.
"Sady, I must go. My grandfather is back in the hospital. "What a timing.
"shit. Oh man, I'm sorry. "I got up put a hand on his arm.
"I can somehow ? Help "I was so tired and exhausted Tom rarely seen.
"I'm going out first. Then I'll look further. I'm sorry that I was hanging up here now with the mess. But I must out there now. "
" Oh, stop it! I understand that. I have a grave here, and go on as usual. You can change the situation now, nothing more. Driving to your family. "
" Thanks. "
" and sign up if something is "
" I do. "With drooping shoulders Tom left my office. I felt sorry. The situation with his Grandpa did not look good. It was clear that the end was imminent. It was also the best for the old man, but for the relatives had any bad losses. I hoped it would go fast.

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The following week was the same old daily grind. The work in the agency piled up mountains of what was both beautiful, because I like to revised manuscripts, sat me in connection with authors, organized readings and things like that. On the other hand, I worked like this in my own way and not with the chaperon of the boss.

Tom tried to continue family and job to be reasonably fair. His grandfather was always worse. Meanwhile, he was moved to a nursing home and the grandmother lived all alone in the big house. It was not a good solution, but there was not really alternatives. Tom tried it went so well, to let anything, but the situation burdened him very much. He did his work like what was said but often until late at night to be in the agency. So there was always a conflict of conscience - he wanted to assist his family, he had in any way neglecting his work, he worked for many years, promoting a project, he felt, to let his family down. I tried it as best they could to relieve and spent much time at my desk or took work home. Another colleague (next to the Doll Mountain) had been allocated to us, so we have something had more air. Despite everything I was looking forward to a few days. I handed in for early August vacation and travel plans already forged with Maja, visit one of the North Sea islands. The weather should be good and we were looking forward to sun, sea and good books. Before, it was
but to organize the next work even Maya's first reading series in book shops . She had decided to try out two different versions. She wanted to try a Reading Month with a variety of crime writers. Plan was to invite authors to present their latest thrillers and crime novels and read aloud from them and then there was a question session with the readers. To attract the very young clientele in the long run, should there every other Saturday morning two hours of reading for children. This enabled the parents relaxed do their weekend shopping or meet up with friends and the little ones were entertained. Maya's sister Mia was a teacher and wanted to help care for the children. Even if the invited authors had written children's books, was not expected that these and a whole horde of its readership for two hours in an iron grip. For both events we had promises of some authors, but is still waiting a few more.
The Reading Month was scheduled for after our vacation. We wanted the organization but have previously completed so that we enjoy the days at sea really could. All in all it looked good, it lacked only the finishing touches.
The free work gave me a lot more fun than my "real" work in the office. Sometimes I thought about doing for myself to conduct my own projects and to combine different areas. Unfortunately I had neither a rich aunt nor I played the lottery. And a bank robbery seemed a bit too risky. I could spend hours dreaming of what my office looked small but nice hamburger in a chic area, how it would be my own boss and a few employees. The launch would be difficult, but I had in recent years a few good contacts subject through which the entry would be a bit easier. Maja shops we would get good with the planned readings in any way, they would too, I can count on my clients.
I was dreaming for a while in front of me. Then I saw that I had received an email from Maya.

Sady Hey, go look at the page http://www.aarnhoog.de/keitum/go.php
How do you find the hotel? That's great, right? I know pretty expensive, but women only treat anything! Just right for our holiday in August. Ben is jealous that he has no time and let us girls have to go alone:)
Meld up soon, so that we get hold of a room with sea view!
kiss
Maja

The hotel was fantastically beautiful - and fantastically expensive. But Maya was right. We had to treat us right out and promised to leave the hotel at its best. I invited Maja in the evening to a wine to me. Together, the book made it much more enjoyable holiday.

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Sunday morning I woke up at 10 clock. Glad that it was this time a reasonable time for the weekend, I turned around again, turned on the radio and enjoyed it, to be lazy. I had intended to make the Sunday all honor and extensively me doing nothing to pay. My crime was nearing the end and was waiting impatiently to be read. Furthermore, should I deal with in some detail of the wedding invitation. I had promised last week, and asked if there was a kind wedding. Actually it was something not for me, I do not like gift as specified. But now there was once the custom.
sat after breakfast I was on the sunny balcony and disappeared for a few hours in Philadelphia for the murder hunt. Tiffi & Co. were in the neighboring garden of course, again at the start, that Sunday was the traditional way of Amsterdam. For wine and finish the scene I had the day. Before I went to bed, I called up my mail. Jenny had replied and sent me some information about the wedding - color requirements in the dress code and a gift list. And it had in it! The wishes were priced between 100 to 250 euros. Wow! I was horrified. I was in an age where in two to three weddings decency. I probably should do so slowly thinking about a loan. Including travel and a new dress - the favorite color of the bride did not fit my usual wedding outfit - quickly came together 300 to 400 euros. Not enough that I would have to go there alone, no, it would ruin me financially too. I saved a bit shocked From list and decided to postpone the decision regarding a gift.

The next morning I pushed the thoughts of the wedding along with the whole works and went to the agency. Once there already piled up several post-its on my desk. Urgent! - callback! - until the day before yesterday! sounded like a busy week. In my mailbox, it looked similar. Was I the only one who had not worked on the weekend? No sooner that I had immersed myself in work, there came a meeting request from Mr. P. What a start to the week!
Tom knocked on my door.
"Come in, if you Chaos does not bother, "I said half-jokingly.
"When you also such a stress?" He looked very nicely finished.
"Yes. How are you then? "
" Well. The projects all run fairly. Only the Dollenberg meddles constantly. As if she would not have their own projects! "I looked at him meaningfully.
"And at home it is a bit exhausting. Grandpa will not go home, he says, it's somehow. Grandma does not want to be left alone in the house and crying constantly. And my Ma is sitting between two stools. For to commit is not in question. "
" Oh man. Sounds fantastic. How is he? Not "
" Frag. He was previously forgetful, but now it's really bad. What is more, he is extremely shaky and really needs around the clock care. This is expensive, but we can not even afford anything. My mother can not exactly give up their work. "Tom looked tired.
"What does this because Bee? Can you from then and on to her to escape? "
" Yes, this is so. But I think it is all a bit much. "What?! Understandably, this is not an easy situation, but Tom needed their support. Tom had a look at my thoughts.
"It helps me really, but it's not just her family. I understand that they do not want to take the burden upon himself. "
" Oh, and you have a choice, or what? "
" What is this now? "Tom glared at me angrily.
"Sorry, is not my day today. I think it's only natural for the other to be there if he was going through a difficult time. "
" This is it. "
" Good. "
" Pack the hatchet again, I can not even have with you stress .'s great that men were so simple. I smiled at him.
"'re right. Let's get a coffee and then talk about the two new projects. Mr. P has not like if we are unprepared. "
" But our preparation will never meet his needs ... "I sighed.
"Very motivating, Tom. Thank you. "

The meeting proceeded as usual. Each presented his current projects, Mr. P gave his two cents and in the end nothing was clearer than before. Tom and I got the Dollenberg assigned to "ensure that the projects proceed as I wish that." O-Ton Mr. P. Uh yes, exactly. I do not like working with this woman (if that was not yet so completely over), and certainly not when I threatened to sink under mountains of work. They always knew everything better and liked to work late into the night and on weekends - and contact all other project participants also at these times. But it did not help.

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Bathed in sweat, I woke up. My heart beat wildly, an indefinable fear had me in its grip. I held my breath and listened into the night. Somewhere a cat crying in the distance cars roared down the street. I was at home in my own bed, everything was fine. My heartbeat returned to normal. I rolled on my side, pulled the blanket up to his ears, trying to shake off the dream. I could not remember exactly what he was acting, but he left an oppressive Feeling. Such dreams were about me now and then. Surprisingly, when it went pretty well, I had a great evening or very happy and satisfied. Perhaps they were a warning that one should never forget to appreciate the good, because it could soon be over.
I lay awake for a while, until I realized that I could not sleep. I looked at the clock, 4:38. So much for that weekend was and I could sleep. I went into the kitchen and put the kettle on. On the horizon, the sky turned pink. It would be a sunny day. With a steaming cup of black tea, I went back to bed. I might as well prepare now Maya's concept of sleep was unthinkable. I thought back and forth, went through several options - regular lectures on various topics, a reading week, thrillers, children Saturdays, monthly evening readings for women. I created one in my work and appeared at the end of three different concepts. Maja should decide what fits best for them and their shops.
It was now close to eight. I still had the feeling that I clung to the dream. I had to get out. I quickly pulled on my running stuff and went to the lake. Once there, I plugged my music 's ear and ran off. Despite the early hour, some runners were already on the road. As a reward was there is clear air that was slowly heated by the sun and sparkling silver water crowned by the first white Seegelbootzipfeln. I felt like the dream rose gradually faded, and my mood. When I had finished my round, it was warm. On the way home I stopped at a bakery and bought two croissants. After this start to the weekend I was able to treat safely.
I closed the door and my eyes went immediately to voicemail. I know it was really silly, but somehow I hoped that this Marc would call again. The light Blinkert. Oh! My heart gave a hop. I leapt down the hall and heard the message.
"No, it is not Marc, it's only me, "laughed, Maja. A bit disappointed I did fall down on the couch in the hallway and took off my running shoes.
"I wanted to ask if you fancy taking a canoe trip? Are you asleep yet? Ok, if you're awake, then call back. We wanted to be as against two at the boat rental. See you later! "
How can only be so stupid and hope that a guy who had just dialed the wrong number would call again? And then? Why would he do that? I knew that Tina finally not so and could not help him. Sighing, I stood up and made me a coffee. Canoe trip sounded good. Maja and Ben was always a field day. I could fast bake some muffins and take as food. I called back and said to her Maja.

We spent a very fun afternoon of Hamburg's canals. As expected, the muffins were good. Maja had Prosecco, which prompted us slightly tipsy our cruise ended. Then Ben invited us to come up with one of him where he wanted us pizza. Maja I had reported my concepts and my appointment with her for Monday lunch, we had enough time to talk in detail about it.
Now I was back in my bed. The uncomfortable feeling of the morning came back slowly. I was dog tired and could not sleep anyway. I stared at my bedroom door, so they almost hypnotized. What if someone were to come in now? What would I do? Put me asleep? I now had to smile after all. Sometimes I still felt like the little girl, afraid of the alleged snake under the bed and had therefore lay awake for hours because it dared not get up and go to the toilet for fear that they might eat the snake. If it was not unbearable, I had first looked under the bed before I darted into the bathroom in the dark. Who should break into my apartment in the middle of the night? There was nothing to get and since I had always put the key in the lock closed, I would hear it if someone gave access. I talked well and fell into a fitful sleep.

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Chapter 7 Chapter 8

girls Friday evening was announced. I went directly from the agency to book shops Maja . I already knew Maja from kindergarten, and even then was not a picture book safe from it. While our studies were piled up in our home mountains of thick Schmöker - Thriller, movie, non-fiction, children's and Jungendbücher. We might have to compete with every library. A year ago, Maja had enough saved up money and was able to fulfill their biggest dream: a book shop. The book shops had become my second home. Not only were there ancient shelves with lots of great books, but also 2 large comfortable sofas and two armchairs in which I could sink into for hours. Since Maya was that no one went to five minutes, there was also a coffee bar, and her mother fed them every day with various freshly baked cakes.
When I arrived, Maja was standing next to an elderly lady and a young girl who was probably their granddaughter in front of the children bookcase. The girl beamed across her face.
"We have been in the big bookstore in demand in the inner city, but there could not help us. Great that we have found the book still here, "enthused the lady.
"I welcome me that I could help you. Would the young lady nor a cocoa before with grandma for browsing go home? "The little girl looked questioningly at her grandmother.
"For Grandma, we have coffee here," Maja said kindly addressed to the older lady. Grandma and granddaughter took the offer gladly and went to the coffee bar. I was pleased to see that the book shops now so successfully ran. At the beginning it was hard to compete against the major book stores, but it had become common knowledge that here was not only books but also delicious cake. Maja and you could tell from their passion for books. They had managed in build almost a year, a small tribe of customers.
I turned just in the brochure with new releases, as Maya came over to me.
"Hey Sady! Glad you're already there. "We hugged in greeting.
"When the two ladies are ready, I'm closing the shops. Then we can go to Luigi, eat pizza and drink prosecco. I've already reserved a table. "Maja was to rely on.
"Great, I'm dying of hunger!"
"Get like me." Maja grinned at me.
"Things are going pretty well right now, right?"
"Yes, but it could be even better. In any case, I'm good make ends meet. "
" What do you think because of a reading series or a fixed reading day for children, or something? "I had often thought about such events that fit well with Maya's concept.
"That's what I had thought of that. Let's talk later in the pizza on it. As we notice a certain something beautiful. "Maja was always a little afraid to expand their concept. To remain competitive, we had to bind even more readers to the book shops . And I already had an idea.
The older lady and her granddaughter adopted from Maja and promised to return soon.

An hour later we sat at Luigi. The nice Italian restaurant was not far away from Maya's house and has become our favorite Italian restaurant. The first Prosecco Luigi usually donated to us on the house. We shared a large pizza and then, of course, tiramisu. Luigi's was the world's best tiramisu that I had ever eaten.
"Oh man, that was again delicious!" Maja leaned back and stroked cocoa dust from his chin.
"Certainly. It also means a round of extra around the Alster. The tiramisu has at least 2000 calories! "We had to both laugh.
We cast again to Prosecco.
"Tell me, has this really Type of your AB reported that again? "
" Oh, I had almost forgotten now, "I told Maja of Marc's call on Wednesday night.
"Hmm. And now? "
" What, what now? "I saw Maja questioningly.
"Well, you had to ask him if he meets with you."
"Yes, No, it is clear," I laughed. "Excuse me, but if you ever are back in Hamburg and your sweetness does not have time, would you not like it, meet up with me for a coffee?" Good idea! "
" Right. Little weird. Too bad, but maybe he answers yes again. "
"Let's wait and see. But tell me, because of the shops. What do you think, if you regularly host readings. Maybe something for children? "
" Furthermore, I've also been thinking, but I do not know. "Maja supported her head on her hand.
"What speaks for them? This will be even more people aware of the book shops and you magnify your regular customers. Logically, that on issues only occur readings that fit your environment. "
" Sady, but since you have already had an actual in the head, right? "Maya smiled at me.
"We've got such a new author. Which is still quite unknown, and I thought a tour would be perfect for him. And happens to be just right for your shops. "Maja was not really convinced.
"I think as time on a concept for you to and then we'll see what you mean?"
"So we make this" We clinked glasses.
"Bellíssimas! Tute celebrate their weapon? "Luigi was already supplies next to our table.
"Oh, Luigi, maybe we should even make an Italian dinner in the book shops? And you control with your phenomenal tiramisu! "We beamed at him.
"But naturally, all the water you want her!" Luigi laughed rolling, we patted the shoulders of a father and went back to the kitchen.
you round off your day. My car I left them and took a taxi home.

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transfer market activity

According to the obligations of Lars Stindl, Ron-Robert Ziegler and Moritz Stoppelkamp go the squad plans for the 2010/2011 season continues. By Mark Miller and Austrian Emanuel Pogatetz, the club has undertaken two players who have undoubtedly potential. Miller comes from the second division club Karlsruher SC and unterschriebt a one-year contract with an option for another season. Emanuel Pogatetz, the key players in the national team is the OESIS, comes from Middlesbrough FC and should work to 2013.

hoped coach Slomka especially from Pogatetz more stability on the defensive. The 27-year-old is in both the defense headquarters and to the left used. Both positions were in the past season not just filled with sovereignty.
The obligation of Miller drives the other hand, some fans and probably responsible for a medium to large question mark in the eyes. What happens to Fromlowitz? Because this is in the second half as the representative of Robert Enke matured noticeably occurs sovereign and is now in a position to form a defense. Now, if Miller, who embodies these qualities do not always and now and quite like the odd couple of slapstick à la Ball has braces in his program, now become the number 1, Fromlowitz would be burned for good. Miller must first back Rent start and the battle for the No. 1 challenger.

Meanwhile, the rumor mill for a further bubbling with getting hotter and probably more specific. As the kicker reported is the obligation of the 20-year-old Czech Jan Moravek of Schalke 04 as good as certain. However, based on a loan for business is not yet certain time. Even Schalke coach Magath would mean this is probably good.
It also means the need for the other two potential game-maker of the "Red," Elson and Jan Rosenthal anxious about their future on the line. Rosenthal toying with a change of scenery to acclimatize after his injury lay-off to again. The SC Freiburg is said to have shown interest.