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2020-10-12 03:22:02Amelie twitched briefly on the leash, turned around and was just about to start moving with a hasty pace when the stranger uttered an incomprehensible murmur. It had been so quiet that she wasn't sure if the light wind had just played a trick on her.
Although all the alarm bells in her brain begged her to just move on and finally disappear from the supposed danger zone, she turned back to him.
"Did you say something?" She asked uncertainly.
“She was hit. The cat, ”he repeated in a deep and somewhat rough voice. She inevitably felt the need to clear her throat or cough for him.
There was another silence. Mainly because Amelie just didn't know what to say.
"Is she still alive?"
The stranger shook his head.
"Until just now. I released them from their suffering. "
Amelie took another step back. So he actually killed the cat. Even if his motives - if they were correct - were of course honorable. She was an absolute animal lover and would certainly have tried to help, but giving the coup de grace to a severely injured animal would not have brought her the heart.
"You're scared of me," he stated soberly.
"A little," she admitted, and all the muscles in her body tensed; ready for immediate escape if necessary.
"You should go."
"Yes."
But she didn't go. She didn't understand why herself. Something was preventing her from heading home. Her feet seemed frozen to the ground.
"What are you doing with the cat now?"
The stranger looked down again at the small body at his feet.
"To bury."
"Shall I help you with this?"
She blinked; amazed at her own proposal. The stranger fixed her face again. For the first time, something seemed to stir on his face. She thought she could see the hint of a smile on his lips before his expression froze again into an unfathomable mask.
"No. You really should go. "
Amelie nodded in understanding. It had been a stupid suggestion anyway.
"Okay, then um ... Have a nice evening," she said, twitching the leash again briefly to get Idefix's attention and this time finally set off.
Just before she turned around the corner of the church into the forecourt, she turned her head back as she walked. He was gone. A shiver ran down her spine.
“Come on, Ide. Now let's go home with us, ”she said softly to her four-legged companion, who, like her, visibly relaxed more with every meter covered.
She quickly covered the rest of the way and let out a relieved breath when she reached the parking lot.
She stepped under the illuminated canopy and was still rummaging in her jacket pocket for the key when someone opened the front door from the inside.
"Oh hello. Amelie, right? "
She nodded in surprise, but smiled when she saw the dimples in Sven's rosy cheeks.
"And who are you?"
Sven crouched down and held out the back of his hand to Idefix, which he sniffed, wagging his tail.
"This is Idefix, our watchdog."
Sven patted Idefix's head before straightening up again.
"Cool name. Suitable for him. "
"Do you have anything else to do?"
She gritted her teeth. Why did she ask him so freely? After all, it was none of her business. Nothing was worse than curious neighbors. Four years under one roof with Frau Gerling had apparently not passed her by without a trace.
"Yes, a buddy of mine still has a few things that I had temporarily stored with him."
"Are you making good progress with moving in?"
He made a vague gesture and grinned again.
"I guess I'm a little too relaxed about that," he admitted, a little embarrassed.
"So if you need help ..."
"... I will be happy to let you know, thank you."
He put his right hand benevolently on her shoulder. Amelie thought she could feel his warmth flowing through the fabric of her jacket clearly into her body. As if he had not his hand but a fresh hot water bottle on her shoulder.
Sven let his hand rest there a little longer than probably necessary, before he waved past her and walked casually across the parking lot into the darkness.
Amelie looked after him briefly and scrutinized her forehead. Did she get sick?
Before she had even reached the first step, Frau Gerling's apartment door opened. Her brown dachshund immediately started yapping cheerfully and pulled his mistress in the direction of Idefix. Amelie picked him up to be on the safe side.
"N'Abend, Amelie."
"Good evening, Ms. Gerling."
“Just say you've been out for a walk, girl. We could have gone together. "
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