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Short Stories : The Attachment Partner (Chapter 1)

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Short Stories : The Attachment Partner


CHAPTER 1

Finally rest, Ivon is in bed and my friend is out with friends.

What do I do first, listen to some music and see, or get out with the dog? I think I'll go out with Toby first. Otherwise he won't leave me alone anyway.

As nice as it is to notice that you are needed, but the shuddering dog snout is very annoying if you want to concentrate on the music.

The music can also wait a bit. Judging by the dog's jumping, he wasn't.

Toby let me put my shoes on, if your paws are in my feet really don't fit in anymore.

Come on dude and get out with yourself. Mum has something else in mind today before your master comes home.

Don't pull like that, I don't need that long arms.

While I was walking with the dog my thoughts wandered again.

It would be wonderful if a car stopped now and the driver would say Birgid it is nice to finally see you again. We looked for you like that but you couldn't be found. It would also be nice if it were Ivon's father. I could remember everything that happened almost 7 years ago and all the time before that.

Because I still don't know what to tell I about when she starts asking about her father.

It won't be long before she learns that Gerd is not her father. I would have to tell her myself. But what should I tell her? That I don't know myself. That I don't even know who I am and that I've been longing for someone I don't even know if he exists.

I can remember something strange about my first name and date of birth. But nothing else. Damn it but I want all the knowledge! The doctors think I should be patient. If I was lucky the memories would come back. Patience, have no idea. Almost seven years are not enough patience.

In the middle of my thoughts I heard a voice from somewhere shouting: “Hello, can you come? "

“Yes, I just have to calm my dog ​​down first, otherwise nobody will come closer than two meters to me. He's really jealous. ”

"Come on Toby, be peaceful they won't eat me right away. He also looks really nice. So now you stop snarling. "

"Hey guys do you want something specific?"

It's not like that looks like Gillian Willis. Hopefully I'm not making a stupid face now as I suspect.

"My name is Gillian and I just wanted to ask you something: Would you like to come to a concert for me in New York next week?" He asked me, with a look that can really drive you crazy.

"Are you sure you don't mix me up? We do not even know eachother? How do you want to know that I like your music at all? ”I asked. Tried to sound as normal as possible, which was a little difficult for me.

Oh man, oh man in reality he looks even better than on the videos.

"I don't know," he replied to me. "But I would be happy if you comb. You can catch up on getting to know each other if you want? Or are you married and therefore don't dare? Then you have to bring him along. Otherwise, you can also come with a friend. ”Somehow, at the prospect that I would bring a husband, he no longer seemed so enthusiastic about the idea.

"No, I'm not married, but even if I wanted to come, New York isn't exactly around the corner ..."

"If you only worry about it, you only need to come to Cologne-Bonn Airport, will my plane be waiting for you there? Hotel rooms are also taken care of. Are you coming?"

"I'll try, I can't promise anything yet. I don't live alone. "

"When do you know? I'll call you if you give me your phone number. "

"OK, if you give me something to write, I'll write it down for you. Here please."

"Gillian, we have to go on if you want to be at least halfway on time," said the driver of the car

"You heard it, unfortunately I have to go on. Here you have two tickets.

We're on the phone ... yes? ”He asked with a hopeful expression on his face

"Yes, I should actually know tomorrow night. Bye "

"Wait, what's your name actually?"

"Birgid Falkner"

"Bye."

"Human Toby, no one believes me. I wouldn't believe it myself if I didn't have the cards?

I could hug the whole world right now. I already know I'm blowing. Bee will be happy. Maybe she'll get an interview too, but now zacki



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