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I’ve never been more aware of it than now that you’re not here, you’re not there for a long time. Sure, everything was discussed. The job that takes you abroad is a great opportunity for you. No, more, it is „the“ opportunity for you and because that is the case, I encouraged you, almost urged …

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Buzz awoke to the first rays of sunshine tickling his nose. It flashed through him like lightning when he remembered how urgently Kukka had asked him to come home the day before. It must have been something really important she had to say to him because it was the first time she had asked him …

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Kukka was tired, so very tired. She had waited a long time, but he had not come. The candles she had placed on the lovingly and carefully laid table had long since burned down. But he had promised. „No, this time I’ll be home on time if it’s that important to you,“ he had said. …

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Now that they, Diana and Kendra, had found each other, there was nothing pressing. Kendra had actually spent the night in a youth hostel. „She knows how to help herself when it matters most,“ thought Diana. Of course, she was aware that she should have reproached her daughter, but after describing her journey in great …

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„Come to dinner,“ Constantia and Cordula Kral, Konrad’s sisters, who always performed in pairs, interrupted the narration he had started at that moment. The twin sisters had both become nurses and entered tertiary orders, which meant they lived in the middle of the world like nuns, with all that that entailed, like vows and love …

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„Oh, Konradilein, I’m sure you like looking at the children while we adults still have things to do here,“ said Vanessa Lieblich to her youngest brother, as insinuatingly as it was possible and necessary for her. He sat deep in the soft sofa and looked lost in thought at the empty seat next to him.„She …

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Walda and Waldo, the two youngest of the Wolpertinger family, jumped around on their beds full of joie de vivre. After all, Wolpertinger children are no different from human children, they only look a little different. Grandma Waldburg came to her cave and watched the spectacle for a while because she was delighted to see …

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Nana sat on the cliff where the waves never stopped breaking, breathing in the salty smell and letting the wind ruffle her hair. Next to her lay her old dog Anima. She was medium sized with black fur and a white patch on her chest. When people asked Nana what kind of breed she was, …

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For a few weeks now, Sybille, Lukas and Rolf have been going for walks together regularly, so that they got to know each other better. This is how Rolf found out that Sybille started working as a freelance journalist after completing her studies in philosophy. After her father died, she moved in with her mother, …

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As if nothing had happened. Unmoved, the weather showed itself from its best side the next morning. As if it had never been otherwise. The sun was mute and steady, and the clouds had parted. Still, it had changed something. It had lost its naturalness and was cause for joy, even if it was just …

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