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“The girl grew up, became a woman and started a family. She regularly came to the forest, first alone and later with her children. There were two girls, twins, and we met them again and again“, Grandma Waldburg continued in her story, „The girls told us that nobody in town believed in Wolpertinger anymore. But …

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Nana looked at the man who had unexpectedly come up to them and was not afraid to help her. He was tall, very tall, broad shouldered and muscular. „Yes, he does,“ Nana replied succinctly. „Then I would ask you to go and leave this lady alone,“ the tall man said calmly, addressing Bo. „What’s that …

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Lana and Nona were having coffee with Jasmin. In the meantime, the two had learned a lot about the three boys, Benjamin, Samuel and Daniel, who were Viktor’s pride and joy. Jasmin was sensitive and, above all, confident.„The three boys will not grow up without a father,“ she says, and it sounds very decided, so …

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“Where do I start?” ponders the man claiming to be my father. He must sense my resistance. It must be written all over my face that I’d like to smack him in the face, that I hadn’t needed him in all these years, and certainly not now. I had never missed it, not for a …

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I look excitedly at the man who pretends to be my father and is now probably looking for words to explain himself. „Your mother and I must have had a rather unconventional marriage. I don’t know how well you remember, but Margrit had two great passions in her life, her work and you,“ he begins …

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I hear a tray being set down on the low table by the couch. I slowly open my eyes.„Would you like to have a cup of tea with us too?“ Asks the woman who was reading next to me.„I think I like tea,“ I reply and sit up carefully so as not to further annoy …

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“And how is our patient?” I hear a piercing voice that does not belong to the reader in the chair, because it comes from further away. This goes hand in hand with energetic steps. Apparently, a household with open doors, one should think, because I had not heard any characteristic noise that would have indicated …

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Katie suddenly felt the ground give way under her. She had reached the moor. She was worried. Still, she had to be careful, because if she took just one wrong step, she would be stuck in this bog with no way of freeing it. They had played here all the time as children, so she …

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The wagon had fallen into the abyss, hit and splintered, shattered. I had closed my eyes, let myself fall into the seemingly inevitable, in the silent expectation that the same would happen to me, but when the bang had died down and calm returned, I still felt whole. Something must have slowed my fall, prevented …

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Clouds had pushed themselves in front of the moon, deep, dark clouds, so that I could hardly see you anymore. Darkness, pitch-black darkness even superimposed the gray, took away the nuances even from this. But I felt that you were looking at me, intensely and demanding.

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