The Vanishing Of Katharina Linden (2009) - Plot & Excerpts
But first there were six weeks of vacation to get through, four of which were to be spent in the exotic environment of Oma Warner’s semidetached house in Middlesex. My mother loaded me up with gifts for Oma Warner, and then put me on an airplane at Köln-Bonn airport. Oma Warner picked me up at the airport at the other end, and that was that. I was caught, with no prospect of parole for four whole weeks. Once we were in the taxi, I handed over the little parcels for Oma Warner like a prisoner giving up his personal possessions before being incarcerated. “Ooh,” said Oma Warner, peering into one of the little bags. “What’s this then, Pia?” “I think it is to eat,” I said. “Dear me, I hope it isn’t one of those smoked sausages,” she said doubtfully. “Mmm,” I said noncommittally. I hazarded a glance out the taxi window. England seemed very much the same as last time we had visited: an endless vista of gray streets, slick with rain. Even though it was summer, it was still drizzling.
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