De telefoon ging."Ik ben het. Hoe g

De telefoon ging.
"Ik ben het. Hoe gaat het?"
Het was Marcus, haar vroegere echtgenoot. Hij zat in zijn atelier in de bossen. Vroeger was het hun zomerhuisje geweest.
"Redelijk," antwoordde ze wat afstandelijk. Het vloeken hield aan.
"Nog enige vooruitgang?"
"Nee, hij moet zetpillen gebruiken. Je weet hoe hij is."
"Jesus, ook dat nog. Wat is de prognose?"
"De dokter zegt een maand of drie, maar ik moet het nog zien. Hij is taai.

Resultaten (Engels) 1:

The phone rang."I am the. How are you? "It was Marcus, her former husband. He sat in his studio in the Woods. It used their summer cottage."Reasonable," she replied what distant. The swearing continued."Still some progress?""No, he has to use suppositories. You know how he is. ""Jesus, also that yet. What is the prognosis? ""The doctor says a month or three, but I have yet to see. He is tough.

Resultaten (Engels) 2:

The phone rang.
"I am. How are you?"
It was Marcus, her former husband. He sat in his studio in the woods. Previously it had been their summer cottage.
"Reasonably," she replied, a little distant. The curse continued.
"Yet any progress?"
"No, he should use suppositories. You know how he is."
"Jesus, too, that yet. What's the prognosis?"
"The doctor says about three months, but I yet it must see. He's tough.

Resultaten (Engels) 3:

the phone rang. "" i am. how's it going? " "it was marcus, her former husband. he was in his studio in the woods. previously, it was their summer home.
"reasonable," she replied as distant. the curse was. "" some progress "? "" no, he must use suppositories. you know how he is. "(" jesus. what is the prognosis? " the doctor says: "a month or three.but i need to see it. he is tough.