When D got home from Salzburg in the later afternoon it was still warm and sunny outside. She therefore gave up her initial plan to finally finish the project in the bedroom. Instead she changed into her bikini and a summer dress, packed the London folder, a towel and a few other things into a bag
“Well…” he started, “I’ve actually been trying to reach you because I thought I might be able to come by your place sometime this weekend and get my stuff. But since I could never reach you…” “Oh… Okay.” D didn’t quite know what to say, as the first thing that came to mind was, Thank God it’s too l
The silence that followed was hard to take. D had to fight her first impulse to take a step back now; do something to make her feel less guilty and make him feel better. Such as offering him to come by sometime next week; in the evening; not just to pick up his stuff but also for dinner. She could
Joe took another appetizer from the tray that the lady from the catering firm was holding out to him. It was SCANY’s annual summer party where everyone – including all the business partners – seemed to be invited. He wouldn’t have come to Amsterdam just for this, but since he was in town and Jan kn
From the moment D turned on her computer at work, it was clear that this was going to be a crazy Monday morning. It started with the computer system being down for reasons that even the IT department didn’t seem to know. And while the experts were frantically trying to fix it, everyone else was feel
After a ten-minute walk he found a nice-looking bistro with an appealing menu and stopped there to have lunch. His hand was fine today, but he was still a little freaked out by the overwhelming effect the painkillers had had the previous night. That stuff had surely helped fast, not just to make th
They took off from Schiphol Airport with a delay of almost 90 minutes due to some technical problems. The guy in the seat next to Joe was nervously flipping through a printout of a PowerPoint presentation and scribbling notes on the pages. Joe closed his eyes trying to tune him out. He really coul
Joe had blocked all attempts to talk it over. He had just walked away or slammed doors shut between them. It had been a real dilemma, however. He had really wanted to punish Dad, but that would have meant telling Mom. He hadn’t been able to bring himself to do it. So, for a while there, he had ju