Together the two halves sold expensive lamps as if they were on a conveyor belt, sweated during their lunchtime aerobics sessions, browsed after work in bookshops and boutiques, were quite content to watch a Bond film and “Germany’s Got Talent” in the evening, fed off pizzas and kebabs, toasted each other with Chianti, and felt at one with each other – with each other and with their even-tempered owner. Although Judith was surprised that Hannes hadn’t called by the third day, neither of her two halves could say that the time spent without him was disagreeable. It was only when she climbed into bed, closed her eyes and abandoned herself to her emotions that a giddy feeling darted from her tummy to her head and back down to her toes, which all of a sudden felt cold. It probably wasn’t strong enough yet to call longing, but there were still a few days for it to grow. On Wednesday Judith had to have words with her apprentice. “Bianca, many congratulations on your impressive chest,”
