Herr Krause smiled. He disappeared into his garage. Two minutes later, he appeared with an old, red bicycle and a small child's seat on the back.
And so they went: Sandra walking fast, Herr Krause slowly pedaling with Jakob on the back, pointing at cows and tractors. When they arrived at the lake, all the good spots by the water were taken — towels, umbrellas, loud music. hueber menschen
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.'" Herr Krause smiled