The discovery was made on a Saturday morning.
Lily had been rifling through the streaming service, the way she did when she was looking for something specific and refused to ask for help. Arianne was on the couch, the Conway documents set aside for the weekend. Leo was on the floor with the Lion in his lap. The morning light was pale through the windows, the first real warmth of the season finally beginning to creep in.
"You haven't seen any of them," Lily said. It wasn't a question.
"Seen what?"
"Uncle Franz's old films. The ones from before." Lily turned from the television, her expression caught somewhere between disbelief and disappointment. "Not even the one where he plays the piano? He plays the piano in several of them. But the one where he plays it for the whole movie. With the concert at the end."
Arianne didn't answer. Lily took her silence as confirmation.
"That's bad," Lily said. "Leo, that's bad, right?"
