Part 15

The escape

A few days later I called Marina. It was a wonderful day, the sun warmed my face as I on the way home was affectionate and I thought that this evening was ideal in addition, for making a small walk in ‚the Lake People park'. Marina seemed to be glad to hear my voice. The easement was to be listened to it, when it assured to think without. „No, no, no, I have time. This evening is mad. Do we say in such a way against five at the south entrance?” This came so fast and unmistakably that I, if I had even wanted it could not have said now no more „no“.

It is probably also understandable, because I had been reliable in former times never. I constantly permitted it the fact that vocational dates came between my appointments with friends and those were naturally always so which from important that everything else had to stand back. , Like very much you must have suffered Jesus from it, Tina. For as condemned important and important you kept yourself, to Bette Porter, as if the world would turn only around you and this fucking job. And I turned and turned, always further and further, faster and faster up to everything forwards mean to eyes to blur began. It was completely logically that I had lost more and more the reality, everything around me had forgotten. As small and tiny you are only, Bette Porter, to be believed as naively that all different would see you also so central. I it really played the violin, not only with you, but I also my friends hurt, and even for Marina today the feeling, if it did not assure completely fast, had I again a back down would probably make.

Directly beside the south entrance of the park a small bank stood. I put myself and watched the playing children on the lawn. We had wished ourselves also a child. We wanted both a family and in addition belonged for us inevitably children. You were ready to hang your occupation for it to the nail in order to dedicate completely you to the family, the child and ours at home. As natural all that became for me. And I never asked you, how you would be actually with the fact whether you really fulfilled and would be lucky as nut/mother and a housewife. But more badly still it is that I never wasted a thought on it me to present, how it would be, if I were the nut/mother and a housewife and you would continue to exercise your job. No, stood for Bette Porter not at all to debate.