About the book: year / - Aunt, have you seen my dad? — a five-year-old copy of my daughter comes up to me. Only the hair is a little longer and the clothes are not the same. - Dad? — I look at her in shock. “My mother brought me here and left me.” She told me to find dad myself,” the girl bats her eyelashes innocently. - So you haven’t seen him? I'm frozen. And I want to eat. Five years ago I gave birth to two babies. Twins. They never showed me one; they said she died. But here she is. Healthy and alive! Standing in front of me and looking for my father.