They sat in silence for a long time. Jakob fell asleep on the blanket. Sandra realized that in this new town, she was no longer just a teacher or a mother. She was a neighbor. A friend.
Downstairs, Herr Krause was watering his geraniums. He saw Sandra's stressed face through the window. hueber menschen
It was their first summer in the small Bavarian town. Every Sunday, their neighbors talked about der See — the lake. Today, Sandra promised Jakob they would finally go. But now, this. They sat in silence for a long time
When the sun turned orange, Herr Krause packed his radio. "Nächsten Sonntag wieder?" he asked. She was a neighbor
Herr Krause looked at the water. "Meine Frau ist letztes Jahr gestorben. Sie hat immer gesagt: 'Ein Platz ist nur schön, wenn man ihn teilt.'"