Thankfully, everyone who had contributed photographic material seemed to have – consciously or not – avoided including anything that would show Joe and her in a way that would indicate romantic involvement. Maybe it wasn’t so much that they had avoided it, but more that there simply wasn’t a lot of
He shook his head. “No, not really,” he admitted. “I kind of wanted to have a quick word with you.” “Yeah, me too, actually,” she said. “It’s hard to tell you anything with everyone around.” Her very short whispered summary in the conference room had probably left him more confused than enlightened
When Joe reached the house around eleven-thirty, he was relieved that the drive was finally over. He felt exhausted and the Jazz had really started to get on his nerves towards the end. As he carried his stuff in and closed the front door behind himself, he realized how weird it felt to be here all
Thinking about it now, he was almost surprised that Liz had called Anja and not Danny. She could have. The number was on the list. But she had probably realized that, if she called Danny, she would undoubtedly get cut off by Danny hanging up on her, long before she could get the delightful news out.
Around her, the conversation carried on. Sun was talking about a new next-door neighbor that had just moved in and seemed to be Mr. Grouch himself. This prompted Jack and Rick to dig out their best neighbor stories, some of which D had heard before. Already familiar with the stories, she couldn’t k
Joe was blasted awake at two in the morning by an ambulance racing by outside his open window with the sirens howling. It took him a moment to recall that he was in his bed in Innsbruck. He sleepily opened his eyes and stared into the dark. He felt weird. Usually, when he woke up, he didn’t have
And what could he even say? Any good ideas in that department yet? He rubbed his eyes and stared into the dark. There was another problem too: even if he caught her by herself, and even if he came up with the perfect thing to say, and even if she decided to hear him out, her pride would get in the
Rewinding her brain to a point before the grill party hadn’t worked at all. The scenes from her two evenings with Joe were flaring up now, one after the other, having a choking effect. The fury she had felt last night had given way to something much more complex. There was still burning anger, but i