Menschen | Hueber

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 looked at the water. "Meine Frau ist letztes Jahr gestorben. Sie hat immer gesagt: 'Ein Platz ist nur schön, wenn man ihn teilt.'" hueber menschen

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. It was their first summer in the small Bavarian town

When the sun turned orange, Herr Krause packed his radio. "Nächsten Sonntag wieder?" he asked. hueber menschen