currently in Bucharest; stone-faced grandfather has gathered the whole family at his 200 acre estate. the last time he did this was to explain cousin Augustin's mysterious death, but even back then they couldn't convince me it wasn't suicide; cousin Augustin had always found life dull, like every other spoiled aristocrat with too much time on his hands.
remembering the funeral now (mother dressed in Chanel. dark blue - not black).
Augustin in his coffin; the hint of a smile on his pale lips. his face appears soothed - finally at peace.