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The second note

All I wanted was a road map. I was in one of the longest countries of the world and the next day I was supposed to get my little hire car for the next leg of my never ending journey.

I was standing in front of the book shop, together with several women. The shop was closed and I wanted to know, when it would open again and if I could get a road map here.
Road map in Spanish? Hm... I found my little yellow dictionary, searching for the right words. "Señora, por favor, puedo comprar..."

Suddenly my life changed. Another woman appeared out of nowhere. "Kann ich Ihnen helfen?" she asked in German. May I help you?

She had dark eyes. She had long brown hair. She was smiling. She was beautiful. A woman in her late 20ies. But who was she?

I still don't really know. She was German, wasn't she? But her language had a funny, old fashioned accent.

"Yes, we are from Germany", she said. "The family moved here in 1836."

1836??? Holy cow!

"I still speak German with my children", she laughed, as she saw my reaction.

She was the mother of three...


Six months later, in another world

"It is so easy", the girl said. "You take the S-train from here to Karlberg station; then the road on your left. It is not far to the International Womens' Center, it is right opposite a fish monger, called Mariannes Fisk." She smiled, when she said so. I looked puzzled. "Wait, I'll write it down for you!"

I knew, she was the mother of three.

I knew, she already knew me better than anyone else.

I loved her.

I still don't know, who she is, but I am probably the one, who knows her better than anyone else...

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