36Hans saw Esther among the passengers coming out of the terminal and went to meet her. Before taking the suitcase from her, he held her tightly to him for a long time. He hadn’t told her what she was going to face that evening and he felt bad at the thought that he was the architect of it.
In those last few days he had done nothing but wonder if he was doing the right thing and if there was an alternative, but each time he always came to the same conclusion: they had to confront each other. He was afraid, however, of muddying the waters for nothing and causing further suffering to both of them.
They took a taxi and went to the Holiday Inn Notre Dame hotel. After they arrived in their room, Hans let his wife take a shower and sleep a little to recover from jet lag. He stretched out on t
