Sarah glanced up from her plate. Across the table Joe had just finished a huge piece of lasagna in no time and was leaning back in his chair smiling at her. “That was really good!” he said. “I was starving.” Sarah couldn’t help laughing. “Do you want another piece?” He thought about it for a mome
Joe nodded, balancing his fork on the rim of his empty plate. “So, tomorrow night,” he said without looking up, “everybody’s coming then?” “Except for me, yes.” “Ah, right…Sorry. “ Now he looked embarrassed. After all, she had already told him that she had to work. She shrugged. “At least I’ve go
Joe let out a relieved breath when he heard the front door close and Sarah was gone – off to work. It was close to four o’clock. Eating the rest of his apple, he absent-mindedly flipped through a magazine. The conversation Sarah and he had had this morning and that had dragged on until half an hour
He had meanwhile started heating up some water for a soft-boiled egg and pushed a piece of bread into the toaster. And when Sarah got up from the table now, put away her dishes and went upstairs to her room to get dressed, he was almost relieved because that meant the discussion was over. So he tho
There was a short pause. “Joe!?!” “No!” He shook his head. “I don’t think that’s funny. Never did. I’m dead serious.” “You can’t be…” As he looked back at her, Joe saw her expression change from anger and disbelief to some sort of hesitant acceptance. “How do you know?” she asked almost breathl
D got off work already around three. It was the start into a long weekend. She had taken Thursday off, and Friday was a public holiday and therefore off as well. On her way home she went by the bakery in her neighborhood and got two loaves of white bread that she had promised to bring for the part
“Well, I sure don’t trust Gerry,” Anja chuckled, “or Jack…” “Yeah, that’s definitely not one of Jack’s many qualities,” D said and handed Anja the bag with the two loaves of white bread. “Can I give this to you for right now? I’ll just say Hello, drop off my salad and then I’ll cut my bread.” As A
From where she was standing D didn’t have the best view of the hand in question, but it almost seemed as if there were some kind of a brace around it. “Argh. That looks painful,” Sun moaned, still holding Joe’s hand. “Stupid accident,” he said with a dismissive shake of is head and pulled the hand