Happy ending

Since we had no common courses but today, the conversation had to wait until the break. I wrote to her at the beginning of the break that I wanted to stand, which was operated our school on the ground floor. When I got there, she was already waiting for me and we greeted each other with a brief embrace.

"Lisa and Bjorn had the idea and we found them all very nice," said Britta while we einreihten us into the fortunately still short snake. "But we have no photos where Changying is seen alone. We have usually made group photos or just during lessons or something. "

"I have determined some photos of her," I replied and Britta smiled.

"Thank you, that would really help us," she said, a quizzical expression crept into her eyes. "Do you think it's okay for their parents, if we do it that way?"

"Certainly. But I can like to ask and then write you, "I suggested and she nodded.

"That would be great," she said.

"Hmm, or wait a minute ..." I pulled my cell phone out of his pocket and tapped quickly a message for Katja one in which I described to her what Britta and wanted to make the team yearbook others, and they asked if it for them and Matthias, her husband, was also fine. Maybe she saw the message and the same, then had to Britta not take long for an answer. When we got to the set, I bought a sandwich and a chocolate, vanilla Britta took a drink. After that we sat down at a table and talked a little. Britta showed me a few of the designs for the yearbook, where they also told me that they were not yet agreed for the cover picture. Me all liked the designs not particularly, but I really did not even work on the yearbook and choose none of it.

After the break we parted again. As my next class turned out, I was sitting here and even brought me a coffee from the kiosk. After that, I dedicated my documents to me the vibration of my cell phone distracted by them. Katja had answered me and I smiled slightly as I do. Her message read

// That would be very happy and we would like a copy. I put some photos ready, you can at any time abholen.//

I told her also the same, thanked her and promised today to come to them after school. Since we were almost neighbors, it would be not a big detour for me. The day dragged on, no one had really feel like teaching because the final exams before were so short. When our teacher we let go in the last hour a little earlier, we were all happy about it, and I hastened to get me to the bus stop. Britta I had already given notice that I have a few photos would bring her tomorrow. Katja was waiting for me already and invited me for a coffee. I gladly accepted and sat down with her in the living room that resembled our on the size and the structure here, just something was set up differently. Especially the colors were different.

We talked briefly about the school, then Katja gave me a blue folder in which the photos were of Changying, which she had chosen. They also showed me that picture you and Matthias which they wanted to see that it was published in the yearbook prefer most well-liked and. I knew the picture, it showed Changying last vacation with her family in Tuscany. She beamed literally into the camera and wearing her favorite dress with the purple-gray pattern. At that time, she had just tinted hair and you really blond hair had the same violet as her dress on. Katie's eyes gleamed moist while we looked at the picture.

"The police is already out who did this to her," I muttered softly. "This brings Changying does not return, but the one who simply belong in prison."

"I hope Paula" sighed Katya and pulled a sheet of paper towel from in order to dab her eyes. "But they have little evidence. She was not a date on the day they had no news on their phone ... The police have checked to see if there are deleted data on it, but there was nothing. If they had not found that on the can are no fingerprints of Changying, they had it just classified as a suicide and the investigation was long ago. "

"And what about the letter? Can not check if there are fingerprints you? "I asked.

"Did you, but there was nothing. The paper is also nothing special. Simple commercially available printer paper, as there are thousands, oh what I say, then, millions of people. We have the same brand, "Katja said with bitter voice. "But because there was no fingerprints, taking the police there at least as evidence against a suicide. You would not believe how happy I would be if all this is finally over. Time and again these discussions with the police and the news that they do not have anything new ... It tires me, Paula. "

"I believe you," I said sympathetically and squeezed her arm briefly. I wanted to tell her something Encouraging, but there was just nothing. Not always, everything turned for the better, not all murder cases were resolved, not all perpetrators were brought to justice. Life was not a movie or book, knew the steps, that there would be a happy ending, because an anonymous witness reported or the perpetrator somehow betrayed himself. No. Here it was much more likely that Changying's family would never know who had killed them.