She said it was fun. I smiled and as she told me about how she spend her Christmas Evening, the smile frozen on my lips. Her son went to Romania this summer and brought back the file from Securitare about their family. And they decided to read it on Christmas, in the family.

 When they were in Romania her husband was a scientist and had some contacts with professors from the West. Of course this made them suspect of espionage. In the Securitate file there was an explicit order to tape their phone. The officer in charge of their family had to write back to say that, well, they had no phone. They were also suspects because they were not receiving many people in their home. The home had 2 small rooms and they were three so not too much space to share…

She said they had fun reading it because they remembered things that they had forgotten. It’s true that there was someone reporting on them that was family but he is dead now. And she is not even sure it was him…

She comes from Romanian aristocracy from between the Wars. Aristocracy is in her blood. Growing up in a working age I did not have many chances to meet true ladies, though I admire them. Now I know she is one of them, a true lady. How gracious of her not to give them a second thought…to think is fun. 

It must be fun…when/if  you are above all this dirt.  

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