“I ‘gave’ Amy two times: the first time was alcohol and drugs, and the second time—finally, on July 23, 2011—when her short life came to an end.” Sharp shooters, high hairdos, tattoos, and reckless behavior—this is how the world remembers one of the most influential singers of our time, Amy Winehouse. A global fan base, millions of sold album copies, and numerous “Grammys”—Amy’s life would have looked like a fairy tale, if not for her constant struggle with alcohol and drug addiction. In 2011, at age 27, she died from a heart attack as a result of an overdose. Her mother, Janis Winehouse, was probably the closest person to her. This book could have been published back in the 2000s, but the singer was категорично against the public “exposure.” And only after the tragedy—having weighed all the pros and cons and tired of the incredible stories of the “yellow press”—Janis decided to let fans into Amy’s childhood, her family, and her soul. This is not the story of a superstar, but of a simple girl—though very talented and headstrong. The story of a girl from a Jewish family. The story of a beloved daughter—the pain of whose loss will never be able to settle down.