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The escape and The escape…in the mirror
Part 25
The escape
It is 10 and the sun already stands high in the sky. In a small resting place I hold, because my sunglasses lie somewhere in my pocket in the boot. I use the opportunity to drink a gulp and to eat in addition the last chocolate donut which I had taken to me from the dinner. The street is deserted, only now and then one of these brightly painted trucks rushes past. A kite walk according to in the sky as he wanted to order to his prey to come, however, kindly out and to wait, until he falls off from to prove in the without fail last honor. I think of you, our small weekend trip shortly after our knowing learn. Exactly like I now we had only a few things motley and simply drove off on it. Maybe this was the reason, why I did it also this time in such a way, maybe I searched just a way to fetch back this time. We had spent most time in the car or at hotels. Is quite typical for two people who had fallen in love just into each other and felt with every fiber of her heart and her body only the unceasing urge to touch the other, to kiss, to be to him so near as possible. We have gone just 40 miles on that week-end and have amused ourselves later so often about the fact that we could have had also much more comfortably and easier. Today I know for which it was good, Tina. So that I can remember exactly at this moment it, so that there conjures a smile in the face to me and is me the feeling that you are just fast around the corner in the drug net curtain and rise immediately again to me in the carriage, so that we could start specifically the next remote resting place. Funnily that I had almost forgotten during all years. Suddenly I can feel your hand again which lay during the journey softly on my right thigh or which you laid for a small stroke if I had my hand on the gearshift on this. From the corners of the eye I saw your smile and the surreptitious look in your eyes, unmistakably saying: ‘It becomes a time that we do sometimes a break.’
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