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That day could have been like any other, but her son Alik, her son, as she calls him, arrived, and she and her nephew Valentiy, just like when she was still young and with her husband and they were children, had a lot to do. And at the same time - memories and all kinds of conversations. And also a secret that was being kept from her. Maria guessed what they were hiding, because it was not for nothing that her heart was tormented at night, and her head was torn by heavy thoughts. And Alik seemed to have changed. She remembers everything - how she gave birth to him, how he grew up, only what is happening now is not well remembered. And the dream that smoke is coming out of his chest does not give him peace of mind.

For Alik, every day with his mother and cousin is much more than a return to childhood. He appreciated it before, and after returning from the war, where he changed his mind about many things, visiting his mother is an event for the soul. If only she did not find out about the injury.

Valentiy no longer expected any favours from fate, but his brothers' visit was a lot of memories and even a drink. He also did not expect to meet black archaeologists in his garden, nor to find his long-lost childhood treasure, and even more.

Three kindred spirits, three lifelines, three views on the same events, each lived in their own way