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The following weeks were not my happiest. I tried one more, to speak two times with Tom, but he resent it. In the Agency, our relationship was collegial and objective, friendly but not at a distance. One would have thought we would do little to each other would not know us. Took the matter with me more than I had expected. It had not changed the fact that I only saw a friend in Tom, but that was the problem. He was no more - no less. He was not just a colleague, who distanced himself suddenly. I lost a friend.
I tried to throw after all the work. Hoping that I lose the fun again found. Initially, it was also very successful. I worked late into the night, read manuscripts on the phone, with authors, organized reading tours, took on holiday cover by colleagues who wanted to spontaneously enjoy the late summer. Even Mr. P was not lost, that I grew a tooth. What did not mean that that got me in any form. He took the only reason for me aufzubrummen more work and leave from and to a smug comment.
The lot of work but demanded by some time took its toll and made a mistake. I sent a dating agency a contract for one of its authors, in which an incorrect fee was recorded. The contract was signed back - and the child had fallen into the well. Mr. P was raging, I tried everything to cancel the contract ... which turned out but in vain. It was not a nice thing, but somehow, the Agency would also come out of the situation. If necessary, they were insured against such things. But for me, had the unpleasant consequences. Mr. P had a tantrum after another. He missed no opportunity to show me how unfit I was to do my work. I was only boring jobs, laborers, wanted to do any work. Finally, there was no answer for me to entrust important work. First, I had the easy pass over me. I knew I had made a mistake. That was not to be denied. I just moved his head and hoped that the situation calmed down with time. When this did not arrive, I slowly crawled out of my shell and started to point out that my work was quite good in recent years and I'm not just one - would be measured errors - admittedly large. That was a drop in the bucket. I always hoped to find at least help Tom, but he stayed out of it. Earlier he had blasphemed me about what had made for laughing at the agency and that it would one day have all surprised. But now, he said to do nothing. Jasmine was only at times and showed me that even they did not agree, how they treated me. But she was very young and lived high. Logical that they would then forfeit with anyone.

time again as it was that projects were divided up and I should just elaborate, I was frustrated for good. It was clear that something had to change. Continue like that could not. After work I drove straight to the Maja book shops , to invite them to a wine. We wanted anyway toast to a very successful Reading Month. The events we had planned were very good at Maja arrived customers, so that there were already more scheduled for December. The number of customers had increased markedly. The children's reading at each other Saturday mornings had retained Maja. The dwarves loved the homemade cakes, the Maya's mother donated, and have always work with great zeal.
"Oh, hello! What are you doing here? "Maja was pleased that I spontaneously stopped by.
"Oh, I had to see even a normal person."
"Oops! Again, the agency? "I nodded.
"I need determined yet an hour until I get out of here. But my ma is the same and brings a fresh cake for tomorrow and over there there is a large stack of new books. Because, try to do so. "
" I'm doing. If I disturb you say but know. "
" Nonsense! "Maja gave me a playful slap. "I can not just set off. Then I have time. "
I set out to browse the new releases. Shortly after I came Helena, Maya's Mom, the shops and with it a scent cloud that was a watering mouth-watering dishes.
"Sady! Nice to you too once again to face get! "She pressed me to her maternal great breasts. "You do not look good, girl!" Started to cry I would have liked. But I was not five more.
"Oh, Helen. At the moment everything is stupid. But this is again already. "Helena I patted his arm. "What have you baked for the cake? The durftet fantastic! "Helena had to laugh
.
"At least it has not changed. You're still just a sweet tooth, the sorrows with chocolate cake and fought back. "
" Yes, but once the problems had to be gone, too ... "
" Then you get now an extra large pieces. This helps determine. "
Maja Ma grabbed three different cakes. One looked better than the other and they all smelled heavenly! I got a big piece of chocolate-cherry. It was - as one might expect - very, very tasty. I actually felt a lot better.
"Well you see, now you can even smile again! It still remains little girl! What would you do without your only Mama? "I laughed at her.
"I do not know!"
little later, Maja came up. She had closed the shop and looked done. "Oh! Chocolate cherry! I want one too! "
"Yet another little girl!" Helena laughed and shook his head and went to get another plate.
"So, if you've eaten, you can go. The rest I'm doing. You look like you could take a sip of wine. "
" Oh, Mama! You have to play here is not the cleaning lady! I'll do it this evening. "
" Do not argue, "If the said Helena, all resistance was futile. So we picks the last crumbs from our plates and were on our way to Maya's and Ben's apartment. Ben was by the end of the week on business, so we had the apartment for us.
Maja made in pleasant light, got glasses out of the closet and opened a bottle of wine.
"So, now tell something was going on."
I told her what had happened. The fact that I had once again and we not have a project, Mr. P had of course point out that any colleagues who could not transfer good work, and so on and so on.
Maja sighed.
"Honestly, Sady. I doubt that will change the situation much. "
was also my clear by now.
"But what shall I do then? Such jobs are not even around on the street. "
" You wanted to redirect but eh. Maybe something completely different . Make Now would be a good time to do it. "
Maja was right, but having to worry about what you wanted to do things differently in theory, to build castles in the air, to dream ... this was something completely different than it really to be addressed.
"I do not know. What if it does not work. And what exactly should I do? I do not even know where to start ... "
" You've still got so much on holiday. Why do not you go away? Then you could get away, you worry about exactly what you want and you ask, how can you implement it. "
I thought.
"That would be a possibility. But where should I go? We have the beginning of October and in hot countries it is too expensive. And then even alone! "
" You could see Paula in London. She lives there have only been 3 weeks, but that makes her determined not mind. "
We had met Paula and her mother, Jutta, Sylt. At that time, Paula waited eagerly for a commitment for a job as a doctor in a London hospital. Shortly after our vacation we have four of us met at a wine in Hamburg and had reported that they would actually go to London. I loved this city and it would be a welcome change. I knew that Paula was struggling with homesickness. She wanted to first Christmas come back to Germany and maybe I could leave her grief a little easier.
I decided to send her an email this evening and they zufragen what she thought of it.

A week later I was at the airport, luggage for three weeks while waiting and the fact that my flight was called. Maja was sitting next to me and was a bit sad - because she could not come along and because we would not see us now for three long weeks.
"Order Paula greetings. And slow me yes no redheaded island people that want to marry you then. Got it? I do not want to have to constantly commute between Hamburg and London. "
I poked it into the page.
"I'm really grad other things on his mind than me to laugh a guy there."
The ad jumped and pointed to the gate to which I had to. I said goodbye to Maja and went on my way.

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This Sunday was a group from the VSA in our parish as a guest. For five days traveling through Europe with the aim of Passion Play in Oberammergau. (Note to this country this post -. Or this )
The priest, pastor of St. Rita, Rockfort, Illinois, dean and Monsignor, a very nice and noble man, family roots in our village. That is why they were here. He wanted
concelebrate in the evening mass and asked whether it was possible to Meßkanon - as the Roman (I) - including praying the Our Father in Latin.
He reported that his bishop very much at heart, that the Latin tradition do not die, and that the faithful who love the old Mass, a legitimate place in each deanery will find it.
The group arrived an hour before the show to the church leadership. Apart from the rather strange to us Europeans welcome shapes ("Hello, I'm John. How are you?"), People were very nice.
I was really touched them, that one was close to being Catholic and immediately agreed. The same faith, the same spirit, the same forms. That was beautiful!
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The weekend I spent on my couch. My mood vacillated between self-pity, anger, burgeoning optimism, sadness. Fittingly, the weather had changed. The sky had caught us, it rained again and again. The temperatures had fallen.
the night with Tom, I had been so often repeated in my mind, turned around and viewed from all sides that it seemed very unreal. I felt like I had only dreamed of. In itself, all was not bad, but still proceed.
When I woke up Monday morning I felt like after a bad dream. But I knew it was different. That made me feel not just simply put all day even in the bones would rather deal with the situation that I would have to continue. Today, Tom would come back into the agency and I had not talked with him again. How should I behave towards him? Should I pretend as if nothing happened? Should I ask him how he was doing? Whether he had spoken to Bee? Should I offer him my help at all? Or apologize? I just knew not.
I shuddered in front of it to get up. When the day was already over but only! Then I would know at least where I could hire me the next few weeks. The work at the agency gave me lately not as much fun as at the beginning. When working with Tom now be tiring by this stupid mistake would be not just beneficial.

an hour later I was on my way into the agency. In the coffee shop next to the subway station, I got myself a coffee and walked the last meters to the agency. Where there was already busy with activity. But Tom was not there.
No sooner had I read in the first project, I heard his voice on the Corridor. My heart stopped for a moment. Los Sady, eyes and go. I went over to Tom's office.
"Hey."
"Hey ..." Tom looked up. No smile on his lips.
We were silent for us.
"Um, Jasmin said you'd care to up my things. Thank you. Do you have time this afternoon? Then we can make the transfer. "
We did so as if nothing had happened. I had wished that it were so. That was the easiest of all alternatives. Just act as if Tom did not come to me last week. Then we could still be friends. But now I realized I just could not. I could not act as an ob I wish I had talk about it with Tom.
"Yes, I have time."
"Prima. I'll set an appointment. "Tom looked back on his screen was suddenly very busy. I swallowed hard, turned around and sent me to leave. In the door I turned around again.
"Tom?" He looked up.
"Yes?"
"Due Thursday -"
"Sady. There is nothing more to say. "Toms tone became sharper. So I did not know him. I raised an eyebrow.
"Okay ... Maybe not here, but ... "
" No, Sady. It was a mistake and I will not talk about it. "anger sprang up in me.
"Yes, but I might."
"No."
"Tom," I took a step into his office and closed the door. "It was a mistake, yes. But we both have committed. And then you can not alone decide how we handle it. "
" You can not. "
" But ... "
Tom got up, opened the door.
"Sady, it is better if you leave now."

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I called the agency, told something about a broken alarm clock was an hour later, after a considerable delay at my desk. As my mood had now reached the zero point, I grumbled to whoever I ran into.
afternoon I received a text message from Maja:
Hey! meet here an hour later. Come quietly before, says Ben, he can not remember what you look like:) you can still bring wine? kiss, maja.
Oh no! I had quite forgotten. Tonight was fashionable girls evening with Maya, with DVD, wine, pasta, chocolate - the full program. Then maybe party. I would not get through, not after such a night. I had hardly slept and this caused absolute chaos! But how should I cancel, without the full story to have to tell? I had to tell Maya, but not on the phone, and not open to the public.
must cancel. I feel not so good. I'll tell you tomorrow. you a lot of fun! sorry! No kiss
rang two minutes later my phone - Maja.
I hesitated, lifted but then after all.
"Hey Maja."
"Sady, what's the matter? Stress in the agency? "
I felt like I got tears in his eyes. I gulped.
"I've built crap."
"Oh. Tell! What happened? Is already not so bad. "
I breathed deeply.
has "nothing to do with the agency to . Do So really ... but ... but ... no ... not really ... although sighed, "I.
"That sounds complicated. What the hell have you done? "
" I can not tell you that on the phone. "I had to swallow back. Now suddenly everything was gushing out of me, get rid of it had to. But on the phone was more than inconvenient, especially in the agency.
"You do it but exciting. I can also cancel the evening and we will meet alone. Wine can bring you the same. "
" Oh, you were already so happy for the evening. "
" Then come the job too. Perhaps the distraction very good. And when the others go to the neighborhood, you tell me what happened. "
" Can I decide on impulse? "
" No, you stay at home ie. At best, you buy two bottles of wine after work and come directly to me. Do not argue! "
Maja was right. When I was first at home, I would bury me and probably never appear again out of the woodwork.
'opposition is futile, eh? "
" Absolutely! "
" Okay, "sighed I," then you later. "

At six I left the agency and bought on the way to Maya in a supermarket and wine Snacks.
When I rang Ben gave me the door.
"You look quite done." Ben grinned and took me to welcome you in the arm.
"Hmm."
Ben looked at me seriously.
"Oh, not really good mood today, eh? You may use up even with the hard stuff. That always helps. "He pushed me through the door. Maja came from the kitchen up to me and hugged me also welcome. Once again my tears to the eyes.
"Au weia. I had the other to cancel it. "
I sniffed briefly.
"Oh, go, already."
"Okay, we still have two hours come to the others. We now send Ben to his buddies, I'll make a Caipirinha and you tell what is going on. Then we'll see. "
I just nodded. We went into the kitchen, cut and filled with lime ice in two glasses. A little later, Ben looked in the kitchen and threw a kiss to Maja for the farewell.
Behave "you! And if you need help with what to call even more, then. "Men! I now had to smile after all.
"Yes, we do."
"Good. See you later! "
" So, "said Maya," now he's gone. Now get away with it! "
Where should I start it?
"I, uh, that is until yesterday evening ... it has been ringing ... ... but he just wanted to talk, so ... it was quite harmless really ... we ... "
" Wait a minute short, "interrupted me Maja," what are you talking about? Who was there? "
" I was in bed with Tom. "Now it was out. Maja looked surprised.
"You mean ...? Tom, from the agency, whose grandfather has just died? "
" Exactly the. "
" I did not think you're on it. "Maja looked at me curiously.
"Do I really not. This has ... hmm, that somehow arise. "I told Maja have, as Tom was with me late at night outside the door, we talked for hours and finally slept together. When I was finished, my eyes were burning. There were now tears of rage. As I could only engage in it? I would say no in both our interests must.
We were silent for a moment.
"Then did you even brewed beautiful mess." Maja looked at me sympathetically.
"How to proceed now? Pretend as if nothing has happened or do you want to talk about it again? Has he said anything if he will tell it Bee? "
" I think so. It sounded at least like that. But how is it to continue between us - No idea. I mean, I do not want anything from him. But now he is no longer just a friend and colleague. I also do not like to be in the agency, "
" Well, now not even the devil on the wall. It's best to talk about it. Okay, it should not have happened, but it's not a doomsday. Tom was upset, very extreme in a situation. This is not an excuse but an explanation. You grow and become so clear somehow. "
" There is something for us no choice. "I sighed. "Thanks, you've persuaded me. Now I feel better. "
Maja took me in her arms.
"Oh Man. You should have today make the same ill and come to me! "
" Probably would have been better, yes. "
" So, now and into the bathroom to clean face and then immediately get the girls. And Sady, head high. Of which the world comes under non! "
" Yes, Mommy! Laugh "We had to.

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Tom's lips were warm and soft. Drowsy and surprised I let myself fall into the kiss. My heartbeat accelerated. Slowly awakened my thoughts and whirled around wildly. What am I doing here? Just now I tried to comfort Tom. Tom, my colleague, a good friend. And now caressed its my lips were, demanding. Ensured a pleasant tingling sensation in my stomach.
"Tom ... Tom "Tom drew back a little and looked at me.
"I, uh, I know not whether this ..." He passed me with his thumb over the mouth. His eyes shone with a sad splendor, quite dark. He said nothing, only looked deep into his eyes, his eyes followed his hands. Very light and soft along my cheek, down to my chin. His mouth shut my, very gently, he gave me a butterfly kiss, covered my skin with kisses. His hands explored my body, palpated, spoiled. I pushed my doubts aside and thoughts. Let my hands wander under my skin felt soft Toms, inhaled its fragrance, quenched my thirst for touch and closeness, I gave to him.

the morning I woke up in a comforting embrace, embracing men of strong arms. While still to be I enjoyed the feeling, quite lifted, the memory returned to last night. I opened my eyes and found that it was indeed Tom, who was lying beside me in bed. I looked at him, his arms that held me still wrapped around his beautiful hands, which had brought my body to glow. I saw his heart beating in his chest even touched easy the stubble on his cheeks, which had aufgeschrubbelt my skin. As reported my bad conscience. What I had I think he was doing? Tom was with Bee together, just went through a difficult time and I had nothing better to do than to climb into bed with him!
I wand from his embrace, and slipped into the bathroom. What time was it? Elf Clock! Well, fantastic. I already had to sit for at least two hours at my desk. I allowed myself to plop down on the edge of the tub and buried my face in his hands. What a mess! The events of last night had taken an unexpected turn. Tom was a very passionate and sensitive lover. What if he regretted what had happened last night? I should not have permit. His world was already out of joint when he arrived here. He had come to me to find solace, not to even put his relationship still in the sand.
I got into the shower, turned on the hot water and was hoping to wash away my guilt.

When I was wrapped in a towel from the bathroom was, Tom already awake and just buttoned his shirt. He looked up. I did not know what to say. An embarrassed smile spread across Tom's face.
"Hey."
"Hey."
Embarrassed silence.
"Tom ..."," Sady ... "We sat at the same time at.
I lowered my eyes.
"Tom ... I, um, then, ... with the last night. "Tom came up to me.
"Sady. Last night, it was really nice. "He looked into my eyes.
"But ..."
"But it probably was not such a good idea." He sighed. We both knew that now nothing was like before.
"I'm sorry. I would ... "
" Sady, it does not do to you sorry! I'm sorry. I do not know what came over me. "He ran his fingers through his hair. "I ... Oh, shit. ... I need to talk with Bee. "Again he sighed. Now his situation was more complicated than before his visit.
"Sady, I must go. I'm sorry. "He passed me once on the cheek, kissed me on the forehead and left. I fell on the bed and the first hot tear is looking their way.

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"Tom! What are you doing here? "
" Hey. I fault? Can I just come in? "Tom was down on the doorstep. He was clearly taken by the events of the day.
"Of course." I pushed the door and let him. While waiting for that Tom came up the stairs, I looked down at me. Well, visitors fit my outfit was not exactly, but it was too late. Tom took the last steps and came toward me.
"Hey. You're still late on the road. "
" Sorry. I did not want to disturb you. "He hesitated. "I should not have come here. You want to sleep safely. I'm sorry. "He turned to go.
"So it was not meant," I laid a hand on his shoulder. "Come clean. You had a busy day, I can even go an hour later to bed. "I smiled at him.
"Okay."
Tom went past me in the hallway. I could smell that he had already drunk the odd beer. I felt sorry. The day had been very difficult for him be. Such an emotional burden was like a sporting excellence. At the end of the day it was finished. Everything hurt, the tears were used up. I was also curious to know what had driven him. He could certainly go to friends or his family found comfort.
"come clean. Would you like a drink? I have not much. Juice and water ... and wine. "Tom went into the living room, placed himself at the open balcony door and looked out into the darkness.
"water would be good. Thank you. "
I took two glasses from the kitchen, took a bottle of water from the fridge and went back into the living room. I poured us and sat down on the Couch. Tom was standing lost in thought on the balcony. After a few minutes he turned and sat on the couch too. He looked tired, exhausted. His dark circles revealed that there had been a long day. Dejected and deeply sad he looked at me. It was hard to see a good friend suffer so. I could do nothing more than to be there for him, but I was not easy. I felt transported back to the days when my family struggled with the grief for a family member. Each in his way. It was always different, but always intense and painful. And so it sounded corny, but only half the time to see again the beautiful side of life. Until then, it was still a long way.
It was burning on the tongue to ask why Tom was here, but I did not know if that was good. Silently we watched as the bubbles in the water on the glass drove up.
"Thank you for this afternoon you've been there." Tom could continue with a blank look on his water glass.
"But you must not thank you." I looked at him and studied his eyes, the sorrow in his eyes.
"It's a beautiful place for the burial." Tom was so late coming to me to talk, but it was hard to get a conversation going. I felt unsafe.
"Yes, that's right. He liked the park "Once there was a pause. I grabbed my Glass and drank a sip.
"There were many people there. Your grandpa seems to have been very popular. "Tom nodded.
"How are you getting your grandmother. If they get along? "I hardly dared to ask.
Tom sighed. "She got herself bravely. Today of course it was again very bad. The celebration afterwards was stressful for them. She is now with my Ma and has taken a sedative. The next few weeks we have to sell the house, unpack it and look for a small apartment nearby. That will be difficult. But it does not matter. "He leaned his elbows on his knees and rubbed his eyes with the palms. He sighed.
"Have you someone who will assist? "
" no. We have to somehow go it alone. That is so. But most of the stuff will probably depend on me. My mother takes care of Grandma. We have a little bit afraid that they can now hang. I have to take care of the organizational things. "
" Oh, Tom. I would like to help you somehow, but the chaos I can remove you probably do not. "
Tom smiled. "Hey, can I sit in the middle of the night with you on the couch and you wail your ears full."
"Yeah," I had to laugh. "This is a real shine to me!"
"Sady, I can maybe get a wine? "
" Sure. "glad that the atmosphere had relaxed a bit, I took the wine and another glass for Tom.
"Thank you. Now I still pillage your alcohol supply. "
" insolence, my dear colleague, "I laughingly shook his head. Maybe I could distract some of his grief Tom, at least for a short time. That would do him good. Morning in the office, I would regret it but when I rang the head and my eyes were burning with fatigue, but so be it.
Tom asked about the agency. I reported what was on the table right now is how the current status of our projects was and reassured him that his table was not about to collapse. He asked about my vacation and I reveled in my mind, got sun, beach, sea, good food and lots of back rest in the dark night.
I opened another bottle of wine. It was nearly half past one. Tom had made himself comfortable on the couch. His head was resting on the large cushions on the back, legs stretched out relaxed.
"Tom ..." I paused, "may I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"do not understand, but wrong, yes?"
"Okay." A smile crossed his face.
"Hmm ... why are you actually came by this evening? "His face was expressionless
. The relaxation disappeared. Crap!
"Sorry, I know it's late." Tom sat up, put his wine glass.
"Hey, I told you, do not get me wrong! I'm just curious. You can stay as long as you want. "
Tom exhaled audibly and settled again drop to the rear. I looked at him, he seemed to be far away. Toll, Sady! Well done!
"I just had to get out again. See someone who has nothing to do with all that shit. "He picked up the glass and emptied it on a train. Was it anger that began to creep into his view?
I did not answer. Waited for him to tell more. When I thought it would be nothing more, "he continued. "I had the feeling of suffocation. A burden that weighs me down further and further down, which makes every step and every breath is difficult. "He looked at me. "Do you understand that?"
"Yes, very good."
"I have a guilty conscience, if I do not for a few minutes of death and the whole situation but think sometimes laugh. But, hey! My life goes on. Is that so bad? Yes, I miss him and yes, I understand that other deal differently with it. "He was now up and running like a tiger in the cage around.
"You have to deal with it as it is right for you. Since there is no right or wrong. "
" You say! I can not control everything and just be there for the family! And most like to sit still all day on the couch and chew through old stories. For the thousandth time! Of this he is also not back. "
" Tom, calm down. Maybe this is the right way for your family deal with it. You do not realize that you do not like that. "
" Oh, am I to understand, yes? Was "Tom has been making. "I've always understanding. Always! "
" But Bee has surely understand for you. "Tom glared at me angrily.
"Yes, she has," he said sharply. "From her hotel room in Frankfurt, it has huge understanding for me!" I looked at him in amazement.
"What's she doing in London?"
"She has a important seminar. The you can not possibly cancel , not even if you have a death in the family! "The course explains a lot.
"Tom. I understand that you're angry. But maybe it was really no different. "
" Oh, I beg you! Since I expect once they do something for me and then they can not even cancel this seminar! What needs to happen for some time before her personal life takes precedence? "
I said nothing to it. Tom was back on the open balcony door and stared out. I saw how faded rage and anger. He rubbed the bridge of the nose and shoulders began to twitch.
I got up and went to him, he laid a hand on the shoulder. That was then. He had to get out, needed someone to be there for him, catches him with his grief. And the man from whom he had expected it, preferring to work and was for many hundreds of miles away in a hotel.
"Tom. It's all right. Come here. "Tom turned to me. Tears ran down his the face, his eyes were deep black. I was sorry he was so lost and exhausted to see.
"It's okay that you're angry." A big tear was sitting on his eyelashes, dissolved and merged with the other on his cheek.
"Come sets you back on the couch." Tom followed me like a sad little child, had collapsed on the couch and buried his face in his hands. I sat down beside him, her legs went on the couch and leaned back. Tom let himself slide to the side so that his head landed on my lap.
"I'm so tired, you know? I miss him too, very much. But I'm also glad it's over and he no longer has to suffer. "I could feel how warm his face with tears was. "Sometimes it's all too much. Everyone thinks he can unload his crap on me. Tom creates that for you. "His voice was rough and weak. I stroked him through his dark hair. It was all mixed up. We sat for a while there, all his brooding thoughts.
I had to be asleep. When I woke up Tom was sitting next to me and looked at me, leaned into the cushions, leaning his arm on the backrest, the head with his hand.
"Sorry, I'm probably dozed off."
Tom said nothing, only looked at me. I stroked a strand of hair from her face. He still looked sad, but calm and without anger. Very peaceful.
Then he leaned forward and kissed me.

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The melancholy and sadness that we indulged as we left the cemetery, sounded off in the afternoon. Jasmin and I drank in the little cafe for coffee and warmed ourselves in the sun from the inner cold. Shortly afterwards we parted. I called Maja and asked if I was to pick them up from the book shops . Today I wanted to just not be alone. Early in the evening I picked Maja. She had customers, so I browsed a little through the shelves. I always found some new Schmöker.
Soon after we closed the shops off and went to a wine to Luigi. Fortunately he had a great terrace, so we could enjoy the setting sun.
"How was it this afternoon?" Asked Maya to the funeral.
"It was terrible! Surreal. On the one hand, this park is a perfect dream in the afternoon sun, on the other hand, the grief of the family was almost tangible. I think rain or snow fits much better with that situation. "I rested my head on his hand and looked at Maya.
"I understand that. Such moments would have to be deleted from the memory. One would like to help the relatives and can not do it. No matter what you say, it is never the Right thing. "
" That's right. "Silently we sipped our wine when I remembered something.
"But you know what?"
"What?" Maja looked surprised.
"Bee was not there!"
"What, she was not there?"
"Yes, I do not know. I've seen anywhere in any case. Funny, right? The two are already so long together. As one goes with that, do not you? "
" Actually, yes. Who knows what's going on. "
" remarkable. "
We chatted about a few things, drank our wine and went home.

After that day I was pretty tired. An hour on the couch watching TV to switch off would be still in there and then off to bed. It was just another day, it was the weekend. Finally. The first week of my vacation was really tiring. It felt, as they are subject to relaxed days back on Sylt is not only a short time but already several weeks. So much had happened since our return. Hopefully it was a bit quieter now.
I went into the bathroom and made myself ready for bed, make-up from me, put shorts and a T-shirt on, poured me another glass of wine and made myself comfortable on the couch. In the drawer of the dresser there was also some chocolate.
I had fallen asleep briefly, as It rang at eleven clock on my door. I could not even associate the sound and took a moment to orient myself. The bell rang again. I was shocked. Who could that be at this time? Maja was injured? No, she would have previously called. My neighbor, perhaps? Maybe that was just a trick of hoodlums who wanted to gain access to my apartment. My heart beat up to the neck. Sady, which burglars will ring twice before he attacks the tenant? I shook my head. The wine had to be and my passion for creepy thrillers, which I was in the dark sometimes fatal.
I went to the door and looked through the peephole. There was no one. Should I open the door? I gave a jerk and closed the door. No one there. I looked over the railing down. Outside the front door, Tom.