What do you do when the banal phrase that “life collapsed like a house of cards” turns into reality?
It seemed like nothing foreshadowed trouble—Veronika’s family life had become calm and measured over the years, the way it is for everyone.
Who do you turn to for help now? Of course, to the closest best friend—who else could it be?
But her unexpected advice to visit a psychic is something completely unlike the rational and sober-minded Natasha.
And where do you even find that one— the only person—promised by the strange woman named Marfa?
The one to whom, without her, Veronika will be very, very bad in this life. How not to make a mistake?
One of the early novels, from the “before-fantasy” era).