What's Christmas Without Walnut Cookies? - Claudia Haase - E-Book

What's Christmas Without Walnut Cookies? E-Book

Claudia Haase

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Theodora wanted to spend the lead-up to the holidays and Christmas Eve quietly at home. Alone. But everything turned out differently because her new tenant moved in with her teenage daughter at the end of November. And from then on, Theodora's highly appreciated walnuts suddenly disappear from the terrace. Who could be responsible for this? The mother and teenager seem to celebrate the pre-Christmas season extensively. At that point, Theodora realized she must get rid of them as quickly as possible. But soon after, she became involved in their daily lives, more than she could ever have imagined.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

NOVEMBER 25

NOVEMBER 30

DECEMBER 1

DECEMBER 3

DECEMBER 6

DECEMBER 12

DECEMBER 16

DECEMBER 19

DECEMBER 24

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

ALSO BY CLAUDIA HAASE

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NOVEMBER 25

Clonk, clonk, clonk!

Theodora Nachtweih propped her head in her hands and groaned. What are they doing up there? Judging by the hammering and banging, the walls must be completely full of holes by now. She couldn't concentrate on her work like that.

It had not been a good idea to work at home on the day the new tenant moved in. She already regretted leaving the search for a new renter to Doerte, her ex-wife. Doerte, who had started a fling with the then-tenant upstairs a little more than a year ago. She had been having her fling in the apartment while Theodora was writing her articles there.

What the heck! She didn't want to think about it anymore. But did the new tenant really have to move in now, at the end of November? Theodora was already looking forward to a quiet Christmas Eve and a relaxed end to the year alone in her house.

But Doerte probably wanted to soothe her guilty conscience by looking for a new tenant. Otherwise, she would not have displayed so much exuberant enthusiasm. Nevertheless, it took almost a year until she found a new tenant. It was supposedly because Theodora had set the hurdles too high.

Wham! The door slammed shut again with a loud thud. Why didn't they put a doorstop or a block in front of it?

That was enough for her. Maybe she should go and see what was going on. She got up and walked to the window. The small truck parked diagonally across the sidewalk was almost empty. A middle-aged guy wearing a T-shirt with 'I will manage' printed on it was pushing an armchair to the edge of the truck. He straightened up and looked at the window above her.

"Hey, Chubby, can you come down here and help me haul?" he yelled so loudly that he could surely be heard all the way to the end of the street.

Oh God, Theodora thought, what are the neighbors thinking? She shook her head, ran into the hallway, and took her jacket from the coat rack. Fortunately, the lower half of the house and the stairs to the rented apartment were separated by an extra entrance. So, she didn't have to keep running into Ms. Foehr, the new tenant, or her daughter, Hannah. She fervently hoped that the guy was not part of the inventory.

Doerte had assured her that Ms. Foehr was a single parent and only moved in with her daughter. Otherwise, Doerte could think up a hard-and-fast reason for terminating the lease as quickly as possible because guys had no business in her house. Especially not guys like that. It was bad enough to have a child under the roof!

She took a quick look in the mirror, opened the door, and stepped out onto the street.