They spread out a blanket. Jakob jumped into the water. Sandra unpacked apples and bread. Herr Krause opened a small radio and found classical music.
They sat in silence for a long time. Jakob fell asleep on the blanket. Sandra realized that in this new town, she was no longer just a teacher or a mother. She was a neighbor. A friend.
Sandra looked at her watch. "Jakob, wir müssen los! The bus leaves in ten minutes."
Der beste Platz am See
When the sun turned orange, Herr Krause packed his radio. "Nächsten Sonntag wieder?" he asked.
"Jakobs Sandale ist kaputt," she said. "Und der Bus kommt gleich."
It was their first summer in the small Bavarian town. Every Sunday, their neighbors talked about der See — the lake. Today, Sandra promised Jakob they would finally go. But now, this.
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.
