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bump or a scar. I looked around me and saw yet
again what looked like a true massacre of dead animals. A few steps away I
picked up a rabbit from the ground. It was dead, looked like something had
ripped it with its claws. I counted five straight lines across the back. But
other than the cuts it was intact. I picked it up and took it with me.
    Then I ran back. I wasn’t in the same spot as the day
before, but still in the forest so it wasn’t difficult to find my way back. I
felt worn out as I spotted the small castle in the distance. It seemed quiet
for now but I knew it wouldn’t last. My mother always rose with the sun. Ever
since our maid had quit because she didn’t want to work for “dirty Jews”
anymore my mother had decided to take care of everything herself. It was a lot
of work and it had been wearing her down. The rabbit was for her, I thought.
She needed the meat.
    I saw light in her room and in the kitchen. She was
already up. I cursed then ran towards the back door leading to the cellar. It
was overgrown with bushes that I pushed aside. I opened it as quietly as I
could manage and then ran up the back stairs towards the hallway upstairs where
all the rooms were. I had to pass all of my brother’s rooms on my way. My
sister slept in the other wing closer to my parents. I crept along the walls
trying to not make a sound, when suddenly one of the doors opened. Isaac
stepped out of the room. He looked like he wasn’t fully awake yet. He rubbed
his eyes and stretched.
    Then he looked right at me.
    I froze, and then swallowed hard. He stared at me like
I was a ghost. I held my breath. Then he laughed out loud.
    “What the hell are you up to little brother?” he
asked.
    Then he stared at the rabbit in my hand. It was
dripping blood on the floor. Isaac shook his head. “I’m not sure I even want to
know,” he said. “Did you go hunting naked or something?”
    I shrugged. “I guess,” I said.
    Isaac shook his head. “You are strange, baby brother.
I always knew you were, but this I hadn’t foreseen.”
    I shrugged again then walked past him towards my room.
I was swearing and cursing while dressing myself. I had no idea how I kept
ending up in the forest with all those animals and now I was apparently shot?
What was happening to me? If they were going to ask questions about my behavior
I had no idea what to tell them. What could I say? That I had blackouts and
didn’t wake up until the morning in a strange place not knowing what happened?
    I picked up the rabbit and walked downstairs to my
mother in the kitchen. She was bent over the pot as I entered. Probably making
porridge for our breakfast. She looked tired, worn out. I stepped closer. She
saw me and smiled gently. I adored her smile. I lifted up the rabbit.
    “It’s for you,” I said.
    She wiped her hands in her apron. It was strange to
see her in those worn-out clothes. My mother had always dressed nicely and had
the comportment of a woman of a certain stature. Her clothes had been the
newest fashions and she would often go to Bucharest to find them. Now she was
wearing rags and an old torn apron. She was complaining about her back that was
killing her. It was so unlike her to look like this and it saddened me
immensely.
    Mother took the rabbit with a huge smile. “How?” she
asked.
    I shrugged. “Does it matter? I killed it in the
forest.”
    “You know your father won’t like that you went out
there alone. We never know when the Iron Guard will start trespassing on our
property. They have driven through a couple of times. They don’t respect
boundaries. If you’re in their way they might hurt you.”
    “I know he doesn’t like it, but I can’t stay locked up
inside forever.”
    She sighed and then smiled. “I know and this will
definitely please your father,” she said holding up the rabbit. “He probably
won’t even think about how you got it.”
    Now that was like her. Always thinking about everybody
else.
    “Don’t forget