Greta Again! Read Free

having to explain things to me. I also don’t want to keep giving you a chance. This is the second or third time now.  And each time you give me the feeling that everything else is more important than I am. I think I should simply trust my feelings, and forget about you for a change. How do you feel about that?”
    “Okay, I wasn’t there! I feel shitty. I was held up by the police. I couldn’t get in touch nor could I send anybody. Where are you now?”
                “I don’t want to tell you. And the police held you up? What’s that supposed to mean?”
                “My brother was caught with drugs and the police think that I’m his dealer.”
                “And? Are you?”
                “Hey, Greta! No. What are you thinking?” Greta could hear that Mike was really shocked by her response. But what did she have to lose, she thought to herself.
                “I don’t know anymore what I’m supposed to think,” she said after a short pause. “You really top everything.”
                “That almost sounds like a compliment, the way you said it. . . .I want to see you, to touch you, to love you, simply to be with you. I want to tell you everything and spend the next few days with you. You’re going to be in the city for a while longer, right?”
                “Stop! I don’t want that anymore.”
                Mike seemed to hesitate. “Are you really sure? Can you just forget the hours in Salzburg so easily? What do I have to do so that we can at least see each other? I want to tell you everything. It wasn’t my fault. Don’t you want to know the truth?”
                “Not now, not today, Mike. You have really spoiled the situation beyond repair. I don’t know what to think. Please – let’s postpone it until tomorrow.”
                “Alright, Greta . . .I don’t want to push you. Should we meet at Carlos’ place again?”
                Greta knew exactly how super it was the last time at Carlos’ place; their first date, after Mike had been in First Class while she was on duty on the flight to New York. She had experienced a lot in her time as a flight attendant, but to meet him that day was almost like the “Pretty Woman” story.
                Well, tomorrow is another day and besides – everything happens for the best, darted through her mind.
                “OK, Mike – we’ll see each other tomorrow morning at 7:30 at Carlos’ place.”
                And she hung up without waiting for him to reply.

Chapter 3
     
    Mona is going to kill me, Greta thought , after she had hung up and looked around. What time was it anyway?
    Oh, six-thirty – good, I can finish getting ready and pick her up. Man, oh man, what will I tell her?!
                A bad feeling spread in her belly. But her curiosity and above all her feelings for Mike told her that she had made the right decision. Mike really would have to explain a few things. And what she then decided to do was strictly up to her. No matter whether he was Mr. Right or not – nobody could now predict how this would play out.
                Greta hurried to get ready, poured a little fresh milk into the cats’ saucers, grabbed the keys to the apartment and was gone.
                On her way to Macy’s, Greta visualized a movie in her mind, starring herself: How she met Mike on the flight to New York, then the date (which she almost didn’t keep) at Carlos’ place, and the wonderful breakfast, the shopping tour with Mike, and the first meeting with his brother Steve at the end. Even then, he had already managed to drive a wedge between the two of them. Steve’s obnoxious behavior and his rude manner towards her were simply unbearable. And now it was Steve again, who threatened to drive her and Mike apart.
                Very strange,