“How come you never told me about this?” D wanted to know. “I’m awfully sorry, but, at the time, I really didn’t see any reason to inform you of all people, if that’s what you mean. The only one that probably would have had a certain interest and even a right to know was Jack. And I didn’t really t
“What did you think about her the one time you’ve met her?” he asked. Suddenly Christine looked uncomfortable. “I don’t know,” she shrugged, avoiding eye-contact. “It was just for one dinner. And it’s kind of hard to judge someone after spending just a few hours with them. She’s probably a lot dif
“So, Danielle, why didn’t you bring your friend tonight? What’s his name again?” It was almost nine, the birthday cake had been diminished to only a quarter of its size and everyone seemed tired and slightly paralyzed from all the food. Only Aunt Sauvie had just come back to life. She was a friendl
Still feeling a little sleepy, Joe looked over at Christine. She was still asleep. Suddenly she stirred. “What time is it?” she mumbled without opening her eyes. “Eight-thirty,” he said, trying to make sense of the very mixed feelings he was having here. She opened her eyes and turned to him. “
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