Grandma Dupeng- Cheg: There was a time, not very long ago, when we lived in an enchanted world of elegant palaces and grand parties. The year was 1916 and my son Tom was the Czar of lmperial Russia. Hello, darling. We were celebrating the 300th anniversary of our family's rule. And, that night, no star burned brighter than that of our sweet Marinette, my youngest granddaughter. She