At Sunday Brunch, My Family Celebrated “High Society.” Three Weeks Later, They Learned the Truth

a continuance. You’re consulting with European governments. Plural.”

“Several,” I said.

The brunch continued around us as if nothing had happened—plates appearing and disappearing, waiters refilling glasses, children squirming at nearby tables. For everyone else, this was an ordinary Sunday. For us, the air felt thick and charged.

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