I’d met the bride a few times when she traveled to the States, and our main bond was our love of dogs.
The wedding was in October, not long after Eric had told me the Bukh we were all so desperately seeking had been destroyed by Maria.
The ten days or so of lost time caused a major transformation in Sabina. No longer was she a hardened, self-centered, bitchy creature.
She had a hazy recall -- very dim images -- of being taken to a house somewhere in the country.
All her grief over her father’s death was taken out on that book. She totally demolished it and burned the remains.
Maria’s father, Gheorghe, had suffered death threats all through the Ceausescu era. The Securitate were everywhere, no one was immune from prying eyes.
We had learned about Daniel’s affair with Adela Neagu from my tour guide, Ana, who’d done the research.
Now she had to have dinner with a stranger. From the start she was suspicious of Eric.
I assured her that Eric was okay -- a cousin of mine from Toronto who was in Romania to meet his other cousin, Eddie, whom she already knew. Plausible enough. Ostensibly the two cousins were ...
The doctor had warned her to be careful riding. A chance fall or bumpy ride could be bad for the baby.