She decided to take the silverware in her two hands and carry it in like that. She had reached the patio door when Jack called after her. “Hey D…” She came to a halt in the patio door and turned around. “Could you bring a few toothpicks when you come back?” Jack asked. Still looking at him, she
In the kitchen Anja was putting two ice cream containers and some cookies on a tray. She looked up and smiled as D came in. D smiled back, trying hard to conceal her ruffled emotional state. “Too bad Sarah couldn’t get the evening off,” Anja said while D put the silverware into the dishwasher. “It
With Joe gone, it almost seemed as if it were easier to breathe. Definitely easier to concentrate. She told Anja about another great restaurant - a pretty place with outstanding food. (Pete and she had had a fight on the way there. He had suggested again that she should just quit her job, move to h
Through the side mirror D could see Jack come out of the house again a few minutes later. With Joe, who was just pulling a sweater on as he was approaching the car. D growled to herself. How much bad luck could she possibly have in one single day? The trunk of the car was being opened and being sh
She turned back to her window, feeling edgy. This was not a healthy environment at all. She couldn’t wait to get out of this car! When they passed the sign to the Autobahn around town now and Joe turned on the blinker and changed lanes, she realized that he was going to take Jack home first. She ha
When, after almost a minute she was still sitting groggily in her seat, he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. He pulled Sun’s door open. One hand on the car roof, the other on the top of the door, he looked down at her a little undecidedly. “Sun, come on, you’re home,” he said. She w
Staring out of her window, D swallowed. Ten minutes and she’d be home. Thank God! Being all alone in the car with him made her feel exposed in the weirdest way. As if her tension or even her thoughts might be tangible to him in this environment. To distract herself, she tried to concentrate on the
“Exactly!” He threw out a hand. “But that’s just the perfect example of how you do these really stupid things just to…” He seemed to be looking for the right words. “…just to get back at me or whatever. Either that, or you just flat-out ignore me.” D’s expression had hardened at the mention of ‘stu