All Chapters of Serendipitous Love (Completed): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

 She raise my rent.With this sentence I greet my two sisters when they finally met for the crisis meeting I had called . The crisis meeting takes place in my kitchen, where I have provided glasses and a bit of homemade and commercial schnapps. Which of these I'll pour in depends on how deep my mood will sink because of this terrible news."I beg your pardon?" Asks Anja, the oldest of the three of us, and takes a seat across from me at the dining table. She has pinned up her blonde hair, and sparkling creoles dangle from her ears."I told you that my landlord passed away a few weeks ago," I begin and sigh very deeply and long. For hours I have apparently been doing nothing more than releasing my breaths in this meaningful way. “Well, the building where my café is located was bought by some real estate shark, and since my old contract is about to expire in two months, I received a letter today saying

"No, I'm not going to let you fob me off again," I interrupt her, boiling with rage. This stupid buckle doesn't have to fear for its existence! She sits in her posh dress behind the desk and types on her keyboard while she gets rid of annoying callers like me. I, on the other hand, am in great trouble and desperate. That's why I promptly forget my good upbringing. “I want to speak to your boss right now! And if you don't put me through, I'll come by in person and camp in front of his office until you let me see him or evacuate me. Did they understand that?""Frau Leimann, please calm down."I swear inwardly that if she keeps talking to me like I'm insane, I'll be blown away. Well, I yell around and threaten her, but this is about my everything; my baby if you want to look at it that way. And every mother would defend her baby to the blood!“I'll see if Mr. Mynard has time for you. Please stay tuned. "I exhale with relief and pace up and down

 tell him about the rent increase and also about my unsatisfactory phone call with my currently chosen public enemy number one."Sounds like you got off your temper a little," remarks Leon with a smile when I have finished my monologue."Yes. Crap. That is probably not a very good basis for a negotiation meeting in a few weeks. ""You can still hope that the guy isn't an impotent asshole and that your external attributes appease him.""I wasn't really planning to stretch out on his lap and pay the rent increase in any kind," I reply, grimacing at the thought. I imagine Mr. Mynard - whose full name is Benjamin J. Mynard, by the way, as I researched - as a barely fifty-year-old, ice-cold businessman with a seat who eats small business people like me for breakfast. No, at the thought of sitting on his wobbly thighs and blowing kisses towards him, I don't miss anyone, sorry."But a little charm can never be wrong," protests Leon and tugs at my pon

Damn it!Saturday comes too quickly, and I flitze early morning again to the cafe to get the key to Else, a robust woman in her fifties and my reliable right hand to make."Have fun, dear!" She wishes me and winks with one eye. "Have a good time, you deserve it.""I'll try it."Then it goes to Anja, who lives a little further away and therefore the closest to the church where Sandy will say yes to her chosen one.When I get to Anja's pretty apartment, I first pour myself a mug of freshly brewed coffee and drink it while Roni works my long, smooth hair with the curling iron. She herself tamed her mane with thick curlers and only has to take it out afterwards and fix the finished product with a ton of hairspray. Anja, on the other hand, who is the only one with naturally beautiful waves, has tied her hair in a simple updo."So that everyone can admire my tattoo and blaspheme about it," is her reason. Her left shoulder is adorned with what I th

“Well, the guy you had your eye on. And who spoke to you as I predicted, ”she adds, grinning happily. "I saw you were talking."That old guy! I could hold her off a little longer and pretend I have no idea what she wants from me, but then Roni would probably use drastic methods to get it out of me. "He just stood behind me so no one could grab my bum anymore." On my pretty bottom , to put it in his words."How incredibly self-sacrificing of him," says Roni with a touch of sarcasm. "And certainly completely unselfish.""Maybe the nice men aren't extinct after all.""Nice is boring," my sister replies with conviction and is interrupted by our mother, who once again admonishes us to stop whispering.As soon as all the guests have taken their seats and Elisabeth, the terrible one, has whipped back and forth a few more times, the ceremony begins with a lot of fanfare, howling and greasy wedding vows. I may not be the super romantic type, but