"Walter," she says tenderly, "are you all right?"
"Yes," he answers. But is he?
"You probably wanted to make yourself a hot chocolate," she says and goes to work.
Shortly afterwards, DCI Walter Thomson (retired) is sitting at the kitchen table. The woman beside him is putting her hand on his. He's drinking a hot chocolate he's not certain he wanted and asks himself, where Miller has gone to.
Usually, I simply translate my stories into English or German. For this one, I thouhgt I'd try a slightly different version in each language. I'm looking forward to hearing your opinion on this approach.