Behind the Clouds Page #2

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Isn't it more fun with someone else?

- Yes.

Here.

I don't have my glasses on.

- They're large letters, Mom.

Dancing Parasol.

- You always enjoyed that.

With Dad.

- Your father and I never danced.

You'll get to know people.

- I know plenty of people.

Besides, I don't have time.

I have to practice with Evelien.

Mom, you know why

she does that, don't you?

Just so you go outside occasionally.

- That's not for me.

Okay, then stay inside

and don't talk to anyone.

And if you want to go into town, don't

call anyone, do everything by yourself.

Now please sit down.

I go into the garage and I see him

sitting on the ground next to his bike.

I make myself a cheese sandwich

and remember that he prefers ham.

I open the fridge and see the hot sauce

he always put in his soup.

Whatever I do or don't do,

I keep thinking of him.

As if I don't know

who I am without him.

What did you expect, Mom?

It takes time.

Yes.

Sometimes I wonder

if it's all still worth the trouble.

What are you saying?

Come, eat something.

Werner called.

About those shares.

Isn't it better to get rid of them?

What can you do with them?

It was his life's work.

That company never interested you.

Let that Werner of yours prepare

the paperwork and contact me.

It's not 'my' Werner.

What are you doing here?

You gave me a fright.

- I know it's not customary, but...

May I come in for a moment?

- Do you know what time it is?

I was in bed already.

- Just to talk.

It won't take...

Are you okay?

I should take you to court,

for trespassing.

I fgured I'd take the risk.

And then throwing pebbles

like a teenager.

An elderly Romeo.

- And will you be my Juliet?

You know how it ended

with those two, don't you?

Why didn't you just call?

- That stings.

Don't be squeamish.

- Yes, I am squeamish.

You should have seen yourself.

Suddenly you'd disappeared.

Behind the wall.

Sorry.

Is it okay?

- Yes, it's okay.

I... I could sure use something strong.

Doesn't she look just like her father?

The girl in the photo

you were looking at.

What's her name?

- Jacqueline. Jacky.

And your granddaughter?

- Evelien.

Evelien.

Pretty fowers.

Do you ever think of the old days?

It's so long ago.

And you? Do you have children?

Twice married,

a son from each marriage.

But I've been divorced

for seven years already.

Apparenty I'm only capable of winning

a woman's heart, not of staying with her.

You never met the right one.

- I did, once.

But as you just said...

that was long ago.

But I did have my distractions

from time to time.

You call them distractions?

- Yes.

One time I thought it was more than a

distraction, but then it began to sufocate me.

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