"Er neigte über die Leiche sich", Train Frankfurt-Cologne Heiner M., Jenny Herz, Tom and Lily Krause

Written by the Kassel-group/Germany
Email-connection: jacqueline.engelke@jac.ks.shuttle.de

It was quiet and nearly empty in the ICE-Bistro, when Jenny and Tom arrived. Only Heiner Maiers yellow scarf was shining in the background near the bar. Seconds later Lily slipped through the door. Jenny put her handy into the black Gucci (her mother had called her some minutes ago) and ordered Prosecco for three persons. Lily ordered one glass seperately. After a short time of smalltalk they recognized that they would all go to Ireland! Surprise, surprise! Heiner Maier for his historical studies to Liffey Castle, Jenny to Dublin ( the pictures of Eamus Redmond in the Dublin Art-Gallery), Lily .. well Lily seemed to travel all over Ireland. And Tom? Tom said nothing.

Heiner suddenly rose his glass, closed the eyes and recited:" Noch einmal bring die Krone / Doch schau, wer hat die Pforten aufgemacht? - I see you too like Mörike." An exquisite smell of perfume filled the air, just interrupted by a chuckle. "Who the hell is Mörike, a relative of Gucci?", Lily asked loudly and trilled a little romantic melody.

Furiously Jenny turned her back to this impertinent squeer person and asked Heiner if he knew a painting of Liffey Castle. But it was once again Lily who answered. "Sure he knows! Don´t you have one in your apartment, a BOD. Well, Heiner, I`m sure this picture is painted by Brian O`Donnell."

Jenny was alarmed, moved excited her right foot and asked Lily, if she knew anything about modern art. "Sure, I talked a lot of times with Adele in Kassel and Berlin", was Lily´s ironical answer while she pulled at Heiner´s scarf. With a nervous motion Jenny took a cigarette and ended the conservation with her favourite motto:"Chacun a son gout!" As Heiner had finished his drink, he left the groop to work on his book. He was happy to leave the two women, who would probably talk in that mechant manner until Cologne. And he was not in the mood "to bend over a corpse."



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